Autumn

Autumn

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Quick Note

Just to say I have nothing to say. Well, maybe a thing or two.

A storm front is working its way thru our area today...windy, rain. Nice.

We await the arrival of Little Bit. She's spending the night and tomorrow with us. She said she wants to attend a 'jumpy' house place on her birthday. I shall make it happen. Our grandson, Sport Model, will arrive with her. We haven't seen him in over a month. His mother is kind of 'clingy.' The little booger will not be able to spend the night...at least we'll be able to hold and love him for a short while.

Wasn't able to make my creole yesterday...only duck I could find was frozen...hate, using the word hate here, frozen anything. Butcher said he'd have me a fresh one soon. Asked how soon, said, maybe next week. I use a small butcher's shop, nice place. But at times I just want to wring their silly necks.

I am terribly behind in my reading. You'd think with so much time off I'd be able to catch up, but such is
not the case. My biggest problem is I just can't stay ahead of book deliveries, and with the two or three pieces I read on line (novels, short stories) and your blogs, well it's hard in between naps. So, for the next few hours I will have my Kindle in hand. Presently I'm deep into '77 Days in September,' by Ray Gorham. Not a bad read. Give it a try. Cheap as a Kindle download.

I have neglected my herb garden for far too long. My 'garden' is nothing more than a series of large clay pots...some very large. I have them located where the herbs want to be placed...if that makes sense. For instance, I'll plant my yearly basil and put the pot on the east side of my home - the basil, in its way, by not flourishing signifies it needs to be located elsewhere. I'll move it to the west side of my home where it receives additional sun, and boom, the sucker bolts to the sky. Like that...
Most of my mint and oregano have died...not all the mint, but most of it. I still have two nice pots of rosemary, both very old plants. Lots of work ahead.

Okay, gotta run. You guys have a great day, and hey, stay safe out there. Pack you gun.

Stephen

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    1. Remember when in the service while in uniform it was considered sissified to use an umbrella...even during a hard storm. I still don't use them. Thanks, Warlock.

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  2. We always think 'if we just had enough time' or 'if we just had the money' ...but when life gives us A WHOLE LOT of either of those things, we seldom accomplish all we thought we would. You are on the mend, so naps are important. Glad you're back.

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    1. That's a fact for sure, HossBoss. Yes, I'm mending, slowly, but surely. Tired of it. Thank you, sweet lady.

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  3. You windy, rainy weather is actually dumping a good snow on us 9.5 hrs north of you. It's trying to stick. Yesterday it was 65 degrees here.

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    1. We now have wind gust exceeding 45 mph. Palm limbs are scattered across my yard. Enjoy the snow. Thanks, my friend.

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  4. Enjoy the visit with little bit. Knee still up to any big treks so it is a quiet weekend at home with books, some bread baking and sorting brass.

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    1. Sounds like a nice day...hope it was nice. My visit was great, thank you, Sweet Lady.

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  5. Enjoy those kids. The only bad thing about travel is that we can't hold our little ones. Skype only does so much.

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    1. I understand, Sixbears. I try and take her with me when we travel, doesn't always work. Have fun and thanks.

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  6. We had a gully-washer just before the weekend and now it is nice and cool and sunny. We just got back from the park with the kids. I should probably start some herbs in pots. The only thing I grow is rosemary because, well it grows itself. I've grown thyme and other herbs, but usually just during garden season.

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    1. I grow so many varieties its hard for me to keep up with them, and while laid up here many have suffered my neglect. Thanks, Bro.

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  7. Oh, and tell that beautiful angel Happy Birthday for me.

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