It’s an amazing day in Jo’burg today; warm and clear, with a slight breeze to ruffle one’s hair as one gardens.
Although there’s been a distinct lack of rain, the trees are budding, and a faint green shimmer is touching the bare branches. So it’s as good a day as any to look at the dry jungle I like to call my garden, and figure out what the hell I need to do…
I’ve been tackling The Blackjack Problem, so I have some clear areas now, (amazing! cry my friends in disbelief) and now today I have planted out some of the cuttings that have spent winter on my kitchen windowsill. I also have a bunch of tamarillo seedlings that I grew from some fruit stolen off Jen’s garden. *grins*
I’ve potted those out, thinned out my chocolate tomatoes (what I like to call grocery store salvagings – hey, what can I say: I’m cheap), transplanted a random shrub (Hi, stolen cutting!) and planted out some marigolds and kale (marigolds from my own garden, and kale seeds actually bought. From a shop and everything).
The Slave did the miraculous and climbed onto the roof to clear the gutter. The gutter which has bullrushes growing in it (I shit you not – we’re pretty craptastic homeowners…). It really looks like it may be time to upgrade the guttering, which is now nothing more than rust held together with a particularly bilious shade of green paint.
While he was being all manly, I was stumbling about the internet looking for gardening stuff, and I came across a recipe for home-made oreos. (yes, I know). After payday, I’m looking at this as a cooking project for me and Sprog the Elder, who seemed rather keen on the notion.
Friend Bee posted a link to this post about Not Having To Be Pretty, which I really enjoyed.
“…But in the hierarchy of importance, pretty stands several rungs down from happy, is way below healthy, and if done as a penance, or an obligation, can be so far away from independent that you may have to squint really hard to see it in the haze.”
I have also realised that Afrikaburn is like 2 weeks away. Woops! I better get a move on with my plans.