In the spring I usually buy my tomatoes and herbs as small plants from the local garden nursery.
But this year I decided to try to grow the little plants from seed inside the house, hoping to transplant them outside when the weather is warmer.
So what do you think? Will these seeds grow?
Or have I squandered $13.84 on this investment?!
No act of kindness goes unpunished. I relearn this lesson all the time.
Last summer when we had the worst drought ever, I decided to save water by not watering our lawn more than once a week. Unlike most of our neighbors, we don’t have an underground watering system that keeps all the little grass blades bathed in a perfect, almost daily shower of water.
At our house, I’m the watering system [to date still above ground] that drags hoses and water sprinklers around the yard in a somewhat random, well-intentioned manner. I do my best. And usually my best is just fine because Mother Nature cooperates with me and provides some addition water to the area.
But not last summer.
Now that spring is almost here and we can see the results of my let’s-be-kind-to-the-planet-by-not-watering-very-much plan, we realize that we are screwed. Unlike most of our neighbors whose lawns look whole and alive, we have a lawn with mange that will cost a bundle– a break the bank sort of bundle— to fix.
Or so says the guy from the landscaper company who came over the other day to talk with me about this situation. And I believe him because it’s a reputable company. And I believe him because my online research on the costs of having a professional company reseed a lawn in the spring say the same thing.
Unfortunately I have no pithy conclusion to this story of dead grass woe. Perhaps something good is yet to come from my save-the-water kindness. I dunno. Right now all I see is a mess with a big price tag that will keep me snarling for many months to come.
*sigh*
We’re having a wood floor installed in our study this week. Last June we had the same style of floor, 3.25 inch select white oak with a natural finish, installed in our living room and dining room. We liked the look so much that we decided to put it in our study, which is across the foyer from the living room.
{At this point I know that it’d be very bloggerly of me to add a photo. However, seeing as the study is entirely dismantled to allow for the above-mentioned project, I have no access to our desk top computer where all the little photos live. Let’s just pretend that this side note is a photo, shall we?}
The things that I remember the most about getting wood floors installed are: 1) how noisy it is; and 2) how smelly it is. Well, guess what? This time I’m not experiencing either of these phenomenon even though I am right here in the house with all the chaos going on around me.
How could this be, you wonder?
The answer is really quite simple. I have a horrendous head cold that has muted my ability to hear much of anything and has clogged my nose to such a degree that I cannot even smell my morning coffee while drinking it. This is one doozy of a cold which, if I may be so bold as to say, could be the best one I’ve ever had.
Think about it. Here I sit in my physically diminished state while our house gets prettied up and I’m not inconvenienced one little bit. Couldn’t of planned it better if I tried. Which I didn’t. Because who in their right mind wants a head cold– no matter how helpful it is?
THE SPECTACLED BEAN 