Recent content by Sally PB

Let me know if you need some "starts." What do you grow it for? Is it for grazing? I bet it holds soil together well. It sure does here.

And see the beginning of the tradition of standing for the Halleluiah Chorus! :thumbsup I'd go to see the world premier of Beethoven's 9th, Beethoven conducting. The audience didn't know he was deaf until he didn't turn and acknowledge the applause at the end.

Well, no nap. I actually don't feel too bad right now. I dug more dirt, more weeds, and I'm making (slow) progress. I put the sunflowers starts outside in a tall clear tote to start hardening off. The sides of the tote are keeping the wind from drying them out, and I have a sheet draped over...

Dig some more dirt Dig some more weeds Pick asparagus bugs off asparagus (they're out early this year) Do my workout (day #157 in a row) Do a load of laundry Put stuff away

More digging and weeding. And, I found asparagus beetles. I have never seen them this early. But everything is about 2 weeks ahead of normal, so I guess they are too. Add another daily chore to my list: Debugging the asparagus. Yeah, I need another half hour chore to do. :rolleyes:

THIS is why I hate brome. Those white pointy root looking things? Those are called stolons, and are underground stems that can travel up to 3' or more, looking for a place to pop up a new plant. They don't pull up well in heavy soil. The plant breaks free, leaving those to keep growing. :mad:

Weed block is a total misnomer. :mad:

I thought all my parts came with a lifetime warranty...??

Alex, that is exactly how moms feel. Mom? Mom, Mom, Mom? Mom, Mom? MOM??? I'm missing the peeping this year...

^^Beautiful!!

I would trade brome grass for Johnson grass any day. Maybe I'd say differently if I had Johnson, but brome is my number 1, most pain in the butt, hand, and back weed! If I didn't have brome, I would have at least 50% less weeding to do.

Good morning! I used to get sore muscles from the work I did yesterday (move a lot of heavy clay soil), but now it's sore joints. I want to tell those namby-pamby joints, "Shut up and do as you're told!" in my most authoritarian parent voice. It's coming out as a wheedling beg: "Aw, honey...

A few weeks, you can invite him/her to dinner.

I wish I had another cup of coffee 8" away from my hand. Ok, I'll get up and go make another pot.

Thanks for the coffee. I'm going to go make another pot. BRB