After even MORE packing, Eugene and I ventured out on our last day together until she returns from Paris. I can hardly type that without tearing up. I’ll have to make some jokes to cheer myself up. Surprise, surprise, we … Continue reading
My wee sister, Eugene, is shipping off to Paris for a semester abroad. In case you were wondering, I’ve just spent a weekend at a wedding with a bunch of Irish people and “wee” is now a part of my … Continue reading
Growing up, the Cumberland County Fair Demolition Derby was the highlight of my summer. We always planned my visit to Kentucky around the fair and when I was in elementary school, I even arrived several weeks ahead of time to … Continue reading
Since I have made such a big deal about the skies, clouds, and storms in the South during my first few months as a Nashvillian, my former hometown of Boston decided to teach me a lesson. While I was back … Continue reading
My first year gardening with Papa has been a bittersweet one. I began the season excited about finding the Partridge head beans in the deep freeze and eager to learn from Papa. While I have learned a lot from Papa, … Continue reading
While I was in TJ Maxx the other day, I happened upon the pet isle and decided to buy Gus and Scarlett a new bed along with 17 other things I don’t really need.
I was very pleased with my purchases. Gus, however, was a little more skeptical of his new bed.
Sniff. Sniff. Sniff.
Is it a black hole?
Inspecting the cushion construction.
Unfortunately, it is not the spring down he was hoping for.
Keeping one leg out just in case he needs to vacate speedily. You never know with these cat beds.
Not so bad, but he’s not about to sit down.
Enough of that.
Not sold on this new lounging specimen just yet.
There’s Scarlett’s tail. Time to go inspect her.
She’s kind of suspect, too.
After all that, he prefers to lounge on the human seat, in a nest of freshly laundered linens and towels.
I guess I could have saved myself that $14.99 on the plush kitty bed.
Perhaps he would prefer my other purchases. I’m sure he could get great use out of my new flat iron.
Scarlett prefers the darn bag that the bed came home in.
I don’t know why I even bother.
Y’all be good,
On Monday, Mother Nature gave the South a belated birthday present on my behalf: RAIN! But only a short drizzle. I was hoping for a nice, violent thunderstorm that would dump buckets of rain everywhere and nourish the gardens, but … Continue reading
It is HAWT in Nashville. And guess what? It’s supposed to get even hotter over the next few days. I believe I saw 108 on the forecast for Friday. And it’s only June. I’m so looking forward to August. Not. … Continue reading
Seeing as this is the first official day of Summer, I thought this might be a good time to report on the progress of my deck container garden.
I’m going to go ahead and declare the sweet potato experiment a success as the vines have overtaken their planter and look like they’re about to make a move on the peas.
This picture was taken 2 days before the group picture above. As you can see, there has been considerable growth even in that short time. This thing is a mutant.
My peas have yet to take off up the poles, but I am hopeful. I’m wondering if I need to thin these a bit. They’re looking a little bushy and misguided.
The parsley is suffocating the poor rosemary and the cilantro, which has already started to go to seed. Who knows a trick for keeping it from doing this? Every year, I cut it back thinking I am going to outsmart it, but it always gets me.
I believe it’s time to make some pesto.
Happy Summer, y’all!
While my container garden on my deck seems to be thriving, I miss my big ol’ flower garden at my parents’ house in Boston. To make matters worse, my dad sent me pictures (which I requested) of my old garden. … Continue reading