I made it through the night. I know I did, because no one can be this uncomfortable and be dead.
Knowing that exercise is probably one of the best things I can do for my aching body (and with Little Sprout SERIOUSLY angry that Big Sprout and Cousin Sprout got to go with "Gunka" while she had to stay home) I took a walk with the little one this morning.
About 3 blocks from here is a very old cemetery. We walked there, and then meandered around inside the cemetery for a while. It was fascinating. I am thinking of doing some rubbings of the stones there. There were a few that simply said "Baby", which is a heartbreaker. Then there the beautiful sets where an entire family is laid to rest next to each other. I found the stones where either a husband or wife was already there, and their spouses name was etched in next to it with their birth date and a blank space for date of death especially touching. It must be so nice to know that you have a place next to your loved one waiting for you when it is your time to go.
Anyway, after we left the cemetery, we walked the rest of the way around the 9 block area. I did manage to identify a few more plants for the 100 Things list. I found roses, Canna Lilies, a hibiscus, creeping jenny, some lavender, larkspur, milkweed, butterfly bushes, and some primroses. I also managed to hear a few birds, though the only one I could identify by sound was the robin. I see bird feeders in a lot of yards, but have yet to actually lay eyes on an actual bird! Strange.
I am actually finding this a little discouraging. It almost seems as if everyone in my new town went in and bought the same flowers and trees in bulk and then just divvied them up between households. There is so little originality.
Anyway, that has been my morning so far. Little Sprout is making this very difficult (she wants to type, too), so I will sign off for now and hopefully talk at you all later!
2 comments:
Your new home sounds to be in a place where people are settled, happy and have no intention of moving away Barefoot, I hope that its the same for you and your family as well. As for the lack of originality in planting though, if anyone can change that it's you!
Blessings.
PS. 'Neck of the woods' originally refered to a narrow strip of woodland connecting a larger area of woodland, now it just means where we live. Blame us, its old English from around the 1500s.
PPS. No I wasn't around at the time...
I'm so sorry about your back. That sucks! I had a "twinge" (not sure it was a full on "spasm" after canning ... something a few months go ... must have been strawberries. Anyway, back pain. I made my husband give me a massage. All gone.
As for the 100 plant challenge, I think you did well, and you should consider yourself still very Kick Ass, but absolved from further plant hunting ;).
Now, go rest your back!
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