I planted a dead robin the other day...
Apr. 7th, 2011 07:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateContrary to appearances, I am not dead. Though there's at least one phone call I should return, and one more (or better yet, several) I should make in the interests of continuing to have friends, rather than just people I used to know. Although I'm heading up to Longwood Gardens to meet ![[profile]](https://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
heuchera on Saturday, so that's a good start.
Spring is mood swinging its way all over the place in the usual fashion, and people are complaining that it can't "stay nice out" more or less as usual; the daffodils and whatever-it-is spiky bush Ms Fanny planted are blooming like crazy, and most of the natives I planted last year are poking up five or six times as many little green rosettes, which is encouraging. I've started an actual list for the backyard bird count, to which I added a brown thrasher this morning. Sadly, the birdfeeder is out of commission; an enterprising squirrel managed to break the plastic that screwed the bottom of the center tube into the bottom of the cage, and I had to take it away from him before he chewed the bottom off. Repairs will be made, but phoey.
Also, my insides are a bit unhappy, and I'm not sure if this is because it is that time that my insides decide to be a bit unhappy, or because the pearls in the bubble tea I had at lunch tasted like they'd been soaked in soap rather than sugar solution. (I didn't eat most of them, and the taro tea bit was fine, but um... really?) Also, the only shop in the little harbor front mall that sold postcards was closed, which was why I'd gone there in the first place.
It is possible that I will have further things to say at a later time.
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heuchera on Saturday, so that's a good start. Spring is mood swinging its way all over the place in the usual fashion, and people are complaining that it can't "stay nice out" more or less as usual; the daffodils and whatever-it-is spiky bush Ms Fanny planted are blooming like crazy, and most of the natives I planted last year are poking up five or six times as many little green rosettes, which is encouraging. I've started an actual list for the backyard bird count, to which I added a brown thrasher this morning. Sadly, the birdfeeder is out of commission; an enterprising squirrel managed to break the plastic that screwed the bottom of the center tube into the bottom of the cage, and I had to take it away from him before he chewed the bottom off. Repairs will be made, but phoey.
Also, my insides are a bit unhappy, and I'm not sure if this is because it is that time that my insides decide to be a bit unhappy, or because the pearls in the bubble tea I had at lunch tasted like they'd been soaked in soap rather than sugar solution. (I didn't eat most of them, and the taro tea bit was fine, but um... really?) Also, the only shop in the little harbor front mall that sold postcards was closed, which was why I'd gone there in the first place.
It is possible that I will have further things to say at a later time.
Experimentally cross-posty from dreamwidth. Comments encouraged in either location.