Sunday, March 30, 2008

Mother Nature is Messing with Me

Remember a few days ago when I mowed around the grape hyacinths? What I didn't tell you was that I did not finish the job. We have a little strip of grass on each side of the house and a triangle on one side of the driveway. I didn't mow those down. The neglected areas in addition to the clumps of flowers in the part I did mow make for a supremely embarrassing lawn. Teenagers have been coming by every day offering to mow my yard for pay. This is especially humiliating as I have a gardening service sign on my truck. Bad gardener, very very bad. It's kind of like the cobbler's children have no shoes. I am so busy with my customers' flower beds and volunteer work that my yard stays in a constant state of neglect. When everything is in bloom it is s pretty mess. However, right now it is just a mess.

Today I intend to at least take care of the grass/weed situation. I have a reel push mower and an electric mower. The weeds are too tall to use the push mower so I have to use the electric contraption. About an hour ago I pulled out the extension cords and set up the mower. Big fat raindrops fell on my head. Even I know not to use and electric lawnmower in the rain. I put everything under the porch and came back inside to wait. After just a few big fat raindrops it is all clear again and not too wet to mow. I went back outside and set it all up again. Big fat rain drops fell on my head. I put it all back on the porch and came back inside. No more raindrops. COME ON!! I go back outside. Baby Monkey gets stung by a wasp. Come back inside and doctor him up. Go back outside set up the lawnmower and start mowing around the grape hyacinths. Then KERBLAAM - Big lightening bolt and rumbling thunder. Run back inside and say a prayer of thanks for not being struck dead by lightening. Look outside. No way. Absolutely NO FREAKING WAY -SUNSHINE!!! I'm not falling for it this time. We will just have to be the redneck lawn of the month until the clouds are completely gone.

On a brighter note, I had my most successful sourdough bread results since I was gifted/cursed with the bag of starter. It seems the trick is to leave it in a proofing oven a very long time. Apparently, you cannot rush sourdough bread or my dad.

18 comments:

  1. Aunt Deb, don't I know about the cobbler's children. Matt is a trained professional chef but most of what we eat at home is pre-prepared boxed stuff. lol
    I know exactly what you mean. Too much of a good thing is too much sometimes. Congrats on your good bread! -Jen :)

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  2. Wow Jen, that was the fastest comment ever. This is the busiest week of the year for me and the lawn and garden are not going to look their best until I get past the seminar and next weeks MG meeting.

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  3. It would seem you're not meant to mow the lawn today. :)

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  4. Hi Nancy, Nope I gave up and came in here to play on the computer.

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  5. Debbie ... i hate to say what I would do when that clap of thunder with lightning happened .. I would be a commercial for "Depends" .. 'nuff said ? LOL
    I'm going to get rid of some lawn this year, once again .. it is a long project mixed with all the other garden projects I have in mind .. way too much free time to think during this long winter .. BIG sigh !
    Joy
    PS .. we love sour dough bread !

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  6. It's amazing I didn't pee myself. I wonder if it is legal to mail sourdough starter to Canada. Hope you get spring soon.

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  7. Sounds just like our NC mowing days. In and out--in and out again. I've been packing all day for my move and just took a break to see what everyone is up to. It's cold here but all our stuff is blooming and enjoying the good soaking rain. My brother was a mechanic but had the worst car--hazzards of any profession I guess. We aren't always good examples of what we actually do for a living. lol

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  8. Yikes! Sounds like you have your own version of the dreaded Amish friendship "bread," but without the extra calories! Good luck with it and the lawn. I couldn't bear to mow mine either if it had grape hyacinths blooming...

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  9. I feel your pain, sister...today, it "slnained" which is our new name for simultaneous sleet, snow and rain...yeesh!

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  10. Hi Anna, it is an ordeal.

    Hi Ben, the bread turned out wonderful

    Hi Jean Ann, slnained that sounds like the worst weather ever.

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  11. Ha. I can totally relate. Hmm, maybe you're supposed to take some time off for yourslef!

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  12. Time for myself. I am unfamiliar with this concept, please explain.

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  13. I just love the look of a meadow in full bloom so once I actually planted a bucket of grape Hyacinth
    and assorted other bulbs in my well kept lawn. It was looking good and I was anxiously awaiting some blooms when my "helpful" wife decided to surprise me and cut the lawn one weekend.....I'll have to try it again someday. Debbie let me suggest a couple of sheep for your lawn, they don't care about rain or lightening :)
    Rees Cowden

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  14. Hi Rees,
    I would love sheep or this brown wooly goat that lives next to my greenhouse in the country. However, I think our code enforcement dude here in small town might have an issue with that. Also, Manly Man has flat refused any livestock including goats and chickens on our quarter acre lot. I cannot imagine why.

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  15. OH...too funny. Mother Nature had you right where she wanted you, didn't she!

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  16. Yep, sitting here at this computer sulking.

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  17. You are cracking me up. If it's any consolation, my yard looks like Hell. I have Henbit everywhere, and the mud washed down into my front stoop again.~~Dee

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  18. Hi Dee, I just love it when you visit so I can type Hi Dee. Thanks for trying to make me feel better. Pretty soon I will have to pull the henbit, chick weed, and the thousands of dandilions out of my veggie garden. Want to come help?

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