Another library book sale, another couple of stacks of mostly unfamiliar authors.
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Two dollars each.
Life is good.
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If you fold your thumb over your palm, does it extend beyond your hand?
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I always thought being limber was a good thing but in this case it’s not. Thankfully my thumb is where it should be. But then I haven’t been what you’d call limber in years.
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My plant is trying to escape.
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Though where it thinks it’s going is anyone’s guess.
It’s finally time to start planting some annuals around Casa River. It’s really only safe after Memorial Day as we had frosty nights right up until the end of May.
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A few geraniums.
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Some peachy begonias on the kitchen porch.
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A line of alternating marigolds.
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And it was back to the greenhouse for another trunkful. One can never have too many flowers.
My husband disagrees, but what does he know?
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A pizza. With pickles. And pickle flavored potato chips. Christ, it might as well have kale.
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I always thought I was one of those people who said – I’ll eat anything as long as it’s covered in chocolate.
Like this picture of a receipt from our local pub one of the bartenders posted .
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I’m afraid to ask what she did to deserve that kind of tip….. but kudos to her all the same.
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Cats.
Proof positive you can nap anywhere.
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I know what to do.
Run!
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No doubt about what they sell here.
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This photo popped up in my Facebook memories the other day and made me cry.
Our beautiful boy Huffington. A stray who wandered in, stole our hearts and was tragically run over by a car two years later. As a pet lover you always hate to say you have a favorite, but this guy was special.
And to be honest? He got more use out of that exercise bicycle than we did.
I used to have various pots of succulents scattered around the Barn Mahal/man cave. Mainly because no room I inhabit can be plantless but also due to their relatively carefree nature. Sadly I’m not out there as often as I used to be and though the husband still has friends in to play pool, he never thinks to water them… so with the heat pump sucking every drop of moisture out of the air all winter? A lot of them died.
After retrieving their carcasses, I did something I thought I’d never do.
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Yup.
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I bought a bunch of fakes.
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And I have to say, I’m rather impressed.
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While it goes against my gardening grain to resort to artificial, we have to close the blinds in the summer to avoid drying out and cracking the leather chairs as well as trying to prevent the a/c from running non stop so the real ones spent most of their time in the dark.
Enter the fake succulents.
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And though I really hate to admit it? Fake succulents don’t actually suck.
Who knew?
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I did manage to keep my jade plant alive and healthy so thankfully it’s not all plastic fantastic in there.
And speaking of dead things? I did a little recon in the beer fridge and found some dip that expired the beginning of March and creamer that died in January.
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Old junk isn’t the only thing my husband refuses to throw out.
Have you seen the new yellow watermelons at the grocery store?
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I had to try one… and to be honest I wasn’t that impressed. The texture was a little strange and I don’t think it was nearly as sweet as the red.
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No wonder it always looks like dolphins are having fun. They’re high.
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I’ve had this houseplant on a window shelf for years. I can’t remember the name, but it’s always been a small steady presence…until this month when it decided to grow long tentacles and turn into an alien. If I disappear from WordPress suddenly? You’ll know why.
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Don’t think raccoons are accomplished acrobats? I beg to differ.
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We’re dry in Maine. Unusually dry for this time of year. As in parts of our lawn are crunching and half the state is in drought conditions. Me? I’m still dragging 300 feet of hose out to the back 40 to keep our new trees alive. It seems we just can’t win when it comes to picking a time to plant.
Plants are our friends. They feed us, heal us, beautify our planet and cleanse our air. But now? It looks like they might be the answer to that pesky global plague.
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Go forth and research my friends!
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