Weekend is already busy! Don't panic!

So much to do this weekend. I want to get in the studio, there's also, according to good ol' <lj user="synthcat"> An east side art walk this weekend (and I REALLY want to do that AND maybe do it with him, it's been too long), plus a members' walk at the Japanese Garden we were intending to go to Saturday afternoon…maybe we could do that then meet up with <lj user="synthcat"> after, if he wanted, or just roam around the art walk ourselves. But I also want to plant some of our spring bulbs in the containers, the extra rosemary plants need to be moved…
Too much good stuff to do!

The sun is out again, and I want more rain!

It's time to start watching the front door for delivery of our copper fire pot and composting crock for the kitchen. This Thursday should be our first delivery of our organic box, as well. I am SO happy to be doing that again, we haven't gotten an Organic box since we moved to Oregon. Yay for fresh, organic food from local farmers!

It was also good to hear yesterday that Tillamook does indeed buy all its milk from family farms. We've been buying only Tillamook cheese and flavored yogurt since moving here, maybe we can move to the milk, too.

To work, to work!

phew. My hands are slathered in gardner's lotion

A year ago or more, Mom got me some gardner's hands lotion and scrub. We are both smelling of it tonight!

I hope the roses survive the move, but we have given them a great place to do so, if they can. It will look really nice when the grasses start to grow, we hope they all make it. One species should be a little wetter than the rest around it, if it's not happy, we can just move it into containers in the back. (this might be a good idea anyway if the New Zealand Flax grows as well as it potentially can.)

Wow. No more typing tonight after this!

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before we did anything. the patch of stuff to the left of the walk makes pretty flowers, but we aren't into it.

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from the street. You can see one of the roses on the left of the path behind the shrub bush thingy, and two more by the front of the house on the right side of the door.

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rows of grasses! Some should get a bit bigger, woo. Like, too big. We will have to see what to do then. They are planted way too close, but…. grow them there, move 'em around if we need to. Trade and mix! ;) We left space on the left to place one of those rough-hewn rocks that has a bowl cut in it,so that there's some water for birds, once we save up for it.

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from the street. No more roses, to the right of the door is a small rosemary (smells goooood) and a red heavenly bamboo, which will grow 4' or so. Hard to see it now, it's so little.

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dlj combatting the ivy last weekend. We got about 1/3 out I'd say. Funny note: his hat says "got root?" Probably not the kind they were thinking of. Behind him are leaf-covered raised mounds of dirt…

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which are now home to eight roses Only one is left in the ground in the back, so if we destroy all the rest, we'll have one!



just in time

The old laptop, even thought DLJ wiped it clean, is almost dead. Now the memory battery seems to have failed, meaning everytime it gets rebooted, it loses the date, time, settings, almost everything in that regard. Getting at it is a real pain, that ibook was not designed to be futzed with, which is why a new hard drive wasn't our answer. You just can't get at anything without taking the entire computer apart.

Poor thing. I guess we might still try to make it live, but even with a new, fresh start, it's still getting worse. There's no way I could be doing any web work on it now.

We should be heading out into the yard pretty soon. This should be the last nice day before the rain (thankfully!) returns.

walk walk walk

Wow. We left to go garden shopping at around 11:15, and didn't come back until after 4.
Armed with coupons, we hit Al's Garden Center, where we got 40% off a plant, and bought some grasses and soil. While there we realized we have become total garden nerds; Mallory Gwynn was walking around, who we'd just seen that morning on our garden show, at another store. We bad, we bad, we shop where the Gwynnster does. *snort*
From there we went on to Garden World, after finally figuring out how to get there, you can see it on I-5 just south of Wilsonville…and the final turn for the place was right near where we were zombies for that FINE film that landed me a cred on the IMDB. HAH.
At Garden World we had a coupon for one free gallon grass, or gallon sweetbox, which is a fragrant plant that offers forth both flowers and berries over the seasons. We also bought a Heavenly Red Bamboo while we were there, after making sure it wasn't going to go crazy with the runners and take over the space by the front door.
After that, Max and Hildy's, where we finally found the right kind of shovel for digging out and transplanting, plus a packet of basil seeds. I couldn't resist the calla lily bulbs, now that I have my own plot of land, I can finally grow some, and slowly make a nice clump of them. A dream years in the making. I only bought two, start small.
By the time we got home, all we did was remove one plant in the front and plot out where everything will go, putting containers down on the ground and taking a picture for tomorrow, after we remove the rosebushes from the front.
I went for a walk after dinner, peeking in all the houses 'round the neigborhood. I love doing that at night, just to see how folks decorate, etc.
Bicycle ride first, then gettin' down in the dirt.
I should have pictures by the day's end of how things turned out.
Time to go read up on transplanting roses.


Last night we drank wine and watched the original "Rollerball," after a nice dinner of corn-cilantro pancakes with salsa and marinated jerk chicken.

Off to the shower, together. Things were getting er, really clean when I suddenly felt really dizzy. I started leaning against DLJ, finally saying "If I don't get out right now, I'm falling." My ringing ear was so elevated I could barely hear him. Out I went, stumbling to the bed, laying down and cooling off. I felt better within half a minute, and soon the games could continue. It was odd though. I have never blacked out or fainted in my life, that was probably the closest I've come.

Once our favorite Saturday morning home and garden show is over, it's off to use a coupon at Max and Hildy's Garden center, hopefully to get some plants for the barren front walk, and a shovel. Then to the local hardware store to look for the straight edge. Today and tomorrow, hopefully we will transplant some container roses to the yard, I'll plant my small sweet pea I got free at the Yard, Patio and Garden show last week, hopefully some glass in there SOMEWHERE! The garden show today also had a spot on pruning japanese maples, and we have one in the front yard, one of the small ones, so maybe I'll get some pruning in on that as well, now that we have tips on what to do.

In the weird things about work file…

The head of DLJ's company today noted that his shirt was "a little wrinkled."

DLJ, unlike me, irons things, good man that he is, so when she said "little," that really was the case, he does iron his work shirts.

So she added him to the laundry service the senior partner types have. All his shirts will now be cleaned and pressed and returned to him…gratis.


It really IS like Ally McBeal!

It's almost time to go home!

I'm not doing a meme

There's that ten things meme going around. I don't do memes much, so I'm not doing this one, though it has been fun to read. But it did make me think of the neat things in life I have seen or done, moments or events that bubble up when I think of the best moments in my life. Not in the sense that "I did it and you probably didn't," just…. neat things. Whether they were famous people or not in any of these doesn't matter, so I'm not pointing that out as a "thing."
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<li>The glow worms in a deep, acoustically beautiful cave in New Zealand</li>
<li>Making love on the bow of a 30 ft. catamaran off the coast of Baja, Mexico, the waters swirling with bioluminescence</li>
<li>Canyoning in Switzerland (this is when you get in a wetsuit, and life vest), and make your way down a river/waterfalls/rapids with just your body floating/jumping, swimming (was I nuts?)</li>
<li>Feeling the warm air on skin while riding completely naked on a bicycle beneath the moon in the desert. Ditto that for a dirt bike.</li>

<li>Being so in love and lust and physical wanting for someone that it hurt enough to scrape fingernail marks in walls</li>
<li>Having that love consumated</li>
<li>The deep blue of glaciers and the starkly beautiful landscape of Alaska</li>
<li>Going into a true trance, no drugs, just thoughts going far enough to shift perception and feeling</li>
<li>writing "finis" at the end of a completed, full-length manuscript</li>

<li>planting a seed and seeing it grow</li>
<li>the feeling of the first night alone at college</li>
<li>The limbo of leaving home on a plane bound for California, belonging to neither coast</li>
<li>The taste of cheap white wine at 3 am on an overnight train to Paris, the bottle split with a wonderful friend and travel partner</li>
<li>Visiting a country that doesn't speak one's native language, in this case, Tahiti, and being able to communicate successfully in another</li>

<li>the experience of a whirlwind romance, 3 day romance with a stranger in a strange land</li>
<li>Feeling strong connections with eyes staring back at you, and both of you being completely comfortable with acknowledging and reveling in it.</li>
<li>The wind through the pines in Upper Saranac Lake, NY</li>
<li>The feel of a 40 ft yacht completely under one's own command as you catch the wind</li>

<li>finding beauty in overlooked, everyday objects</li>
<li>awareness of traveling through life's rituals, like marriage. Being aware of the process as it happened</li>
<li>Sunday, sunny mornings in San Francisco</li>