Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Gotta brag... we have stuff growing out here.
My lawn in the backyard was getting out of hand. I didn't trim it in September or in October, so I was faced with ten inches of green that was growing out of a very damp base.
I knew nothing was ever going to dry out if I left that grass for another weekend.
So, I got out the lawnmower, my ear protectors, the extension cord and my rubber boots.
What a sweet sound of Spring.
I had to be very careful to allow the blade to cut and then clear, so I trimmed a swathe and raised the mower, cut another 30 inches and raised the mower. Big clumps of soggy grass dotted the yard about every meter. (Now I'm writing in Canadian.)
Only once did I spin on my foot and smear the moist grass into a muddy swirl. Ooops, a lawn blemish! My bad.
When I finished, lots of the clumps ended up in my composter. I'm no raking fanatic, so there will be some thatch or nutrition left on the cut lawn. It all depends which school of grass trimmings you believe in.
My yard is just "tiny perfect". If I march back and forth about 8 times or maybe nine, my lawn can be completely shorn.
Remember that freshly cut grass smell from last summer? Did it! I sniffed deeply and enjoyed it.
And then the other neighbours followed my lead and turned their lawnmowers on too.
I am such a trendsetter!
Monday, February 25, 2013
Today I was planning a dinner party for five. Unfortunately, two neighbours had to stay home due to illness.
But I had a fun time getting a Birthday party ready for my neighbour, Shirley. Even though it was only a tiny gathering of my partner, the birthday gal and myself.... I wanted it to be special.
I got my dining room table cleared off for the first time in nine months. I chose a green tablecloth to go with our Laurentian Snowdrop china. (I figure it is 50 years old-- the china, not the tablecloth.)
For starters, I baked up some cheese canapes which we nibbled on as our dinner finished in the oven. The birthday gal had brought some bubbly wine, so we ate our cheese appetizers around my counter, with her vino contribution. It was perfect.
On the fancy table, I had chosen cloth napkins, china bowls for the veggies, a presentation platter for some ham and a trivet under the steaming scalloped potatoes. We had mustard or apple sauce to go with the meat.
To finish, we enjoyed some decaf coffee and a wedge of layer cake, called Hedge Hog cake. I put five fancy candles on the top for her to blow out. She is 80!
I made up a quiz about Shirley and she got 100%! Why wouldn't she? It was a laugh.
Before she went home, we watch a few moments of the Oscars. Shirley had seen Lincoln, but she didn't know many of the actors on stage. Oh well, she was finished and ready to go home anyhow.
My calories were over my daily goal, but I enjoyed a special day with a special neighbour over a special meal. It was totally worth it. What a fun evening!
Sunday, February 17, 2013
I usually go for a walk with my neighbour, Shirley, on the weekend. We manage to trudge up as far as a McDonalds restaurant, grab a coffee, chat and shlump back home. Shirley is at least 20 years my senior, so the walk is never much of a workout for me.
Today I can imagine something different...
A little walk (promenade) in this beautiful sunshine and warm temperature... sashaying toward a hot cup of TEA! Oh my.
I would fit into a Jane Austen novel today and wander about in my button up shoes, parasol in hand and sipping a beverage of infused leaves from India. Mr. Darcie, where are you?
Alas, I shall go for a wee trek north, enjoy a java and return to my book afterward. Later, I shall boil a kettle and enjoy the rest of my weekend.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
This title may be a bit confusing as I have been away visiting my home town and my family back east. i flew back to the west coast yesterday and I'm all travel weary. My sleep pattern is 3 hours out of whack. (When will I be "IN" whack... I don't know.)
Today at work, my body wanted to go home at 2 p.m. but my shift ended at 6. Out of whack...
Eating? That's another story. Do I what breakfast, lunch or supper? I really don't care which meal it is-- I'm jet lagged!!
But still, it is a blessing to be back home again.
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