(the above title is from e. e. cummings)
Grey and windy skies this morning killed all our hopes of painting the bookcase we bought yesterday at a yardsale. We ate a late breakfast of homemade sausage, egg, and cheese biscuits with applebutter and I added a slice of Nana’s tomatoes to mine. That should hold us over till our early dinner pre-band practice (they’re still looking for a place to practice whenever drummer Ian gets back into town).
We laid about, wandering around the best tattoo site ever and talked about various tattoo ideas. I figured out mine a few months ago and the more I think about the more exited I get about the possibilities. Of course, there are always others I want too and given the time and money I could probably cover my entire body in tattoos. I LOVE tattoos. Ben likes the ideas of tattoos, but he’s so indecisive about what he wants that he can never quite imagine it. He has these vague notions of what he wants, but nothing solid. Well, he was pretty dead set on a huge Where The Wild Things Are piece for his torso, but the movie just killed that notion for him as we all know.
We finally decided to re-pot the rest of the plants we bought a few weeks ago (halfway through the re-potting process we ran out of soil) and finished that up.
I really don’t get into flowers–either bought and given or grown outdoors. I do love having fresh veggies and herbs around though. And although last year we planted them in the ground beside our deck, we’re [still] unsure of when we’ll be moving to Knoxville and wanted to be able to take our plants along with us. It was my first time ever re-potting anything. Usually I leave the entire garden thing up to Ben and occasionally I’ll go out and water them, but that’s about the extent of it. I’ve decided I’d like to know more about it as my ultimate goal would be to have a fairly diverse vegetable and herb garden with some fruits too if possible. We got most of the same things as last year with quite a bit of new items added in as well. We didn’t get parsley again as some bug or bunny ate it all up last summer and the roma tomatoes didn’t do too well either. Also, we get so many tomatoes from our families and neighbours that it seemed silly to have some of our own as well. It’s a small selection, but it’s nice and it’s ours (and hopefully it’ll survive all summer).
Now to figure out supper, which hopefully will be something from the fantastic cookbook I bought at McKay’s yesterday (we’re not vegetarians, we’re not even considering it; we just LOVE good food).
Here’s wishing everyone a lovely and lazy afternoon.