The Horticultural Whore Turned His Shoes Green

…while using the weed whacker

Whew, am I ever tired! I just got inside after a 3 hour sessing in the garden and I feel like I’ve been rode hard and put away wet. Also, I forgot to eat lunch, so I’m a bit shaky. I’m thinking a nice ham sandwich is in order.

Anyway, the garden is now much less weedy and later I’ll be doing a bunch of transplanting of cannas, dianthus, daylilies and maybe some lemongrass. The veggie garden is growing much slower than in past years, tho I’m not ready to blami it all on my Great Containerized Veggie Garden Experiment. The bush beans do have some little bean pods showing, so hopefully Grace and I will be eating fresh grean beans in a few more days.

In other news, my sweet little Princess Daisy seriously put the smackdown on an overly physical (but not actually agressive) young black lab at the dog park this morning. She didn’t hurt him (mostly because I grabbed her before she could), but she literally scared the piss out of him and gave several other dogs pause before they came over to pay their respects. Not a bad idea, considering that the lab was about 4 times Daisy’s size. My girl, she takes no shit from the big boys:)

After the dog park, we all drove up to Denio’s Auction & Flea Market so I could do my regular spice/tea run. I bought smoked paprika, sage, black peppercorns and a half pound of my beloved Oolong tea.

Part of our television viewing tonight will include another fine Science Channel world ending disaster special called Supercomet: After The Impact. I just love watching programs that show how the world could end. I can’t wait until the do one depicting the rise of Our Robot Masters.

More bloggage later, after I teach a ham sandwich who is boss.