Posted in 2019, growing every season, Spring at Sonnystone, Weekly Wrap-Up

Outside

We’ve thrown ourselves into the Garden work–my Favorite time of Year!  We’ve cleaned all of the garden beds, the garden shed, and the back porch.  Casey added 4 feet of space to my squash bed and made another 2’x4′ bed to connect two rows…

Ronnie’s Fruit Stand, aka Variety Village, has started their weekly truck deliveries of plants.  The ladies who work there are like old friends and we’re always so happy to be seeing each other again.  I brought home some liatris, garden phlox, echinacea, marigolds, pinks…  I just had to buy Something!

We put a lot of time into our Outside Space and it’s a joy, but it is beyond joy–it’s veritable Awe!– when I walk down toward the Thoughtful Spot and marvel at Mother Nature’s Garden…

I’ll be posting weekly over at Growing Every Season now.  In addition to our usual gardens, we have Big Plans for a garden using only native plants that nourish our bird friends (not the Turkeys, though).  I hope you’ll visit when you can!

Peace

 

 

Posted in 2019, Spring at Sonnystone, Weekly Wrap-Up

Settling into Spring

There’s a definite mental lag going on since we arrived back to Sonnystone Acres.  It’s always a Jump from the Magic that is Disney to Real Life, hence my whining all the way home that we should have stayed longer.

 

Then there’s the inevitable inner dialogue “Last Monday we were at Magic Kingdom, Last Tuesday we were at Epcot” all week long as I wash clothes and clean out the Rolling Sonnystone…   I’ve made a half-movie, downloaded all the Memory Pass photos for the other half.  I still have to organize my pins.  I bought new frames and have this year’s collection on display…  (after a frenzy of dusting)

Bright Yellow Forsythias greeted us as we pulled into the driveway…our yard is covered with meadow flowers and many of our daffodils are in bloom.

As soon as I could, I brought the surviving plants out of the shed.

I’m full of garden plans, looking forward to resurrecting my garden blog…  This week I will return to the Ancestry blog with plans to crank out a half-dozen or so posts.

Ya’ll know about my Uncle Junior dying while I was gone.  Sadly, my good friend Nu-Nu also died, buried the same day as Junior.  They were central to my “old folks tour” when I would take a day and drive over to Grayville and up to Albion and spend time with them.  When Nu-Nu moved to a nursing home in Mt. Carmel it took me a bit to “find” her, but I managed to get over there a couple of times, too.  I had tried to call her at Christmas, but got no answer; sent her a birthday card 2/24.  I don’t know any details of her passing, but she was 92 years old with bad lungs since childhood.   I will miss our visits.

I guess I need to find some new old people to befriend…

Peace

 

Posted in 2018, growing every season, Spring at Sonnystone

Sprung

Spring is here!!  I’ve been outside—OUTSIDE!!!  For so long I have sat by the fire, imagining what all I would do as soon as it warmed up…  I was almost overwhelmed, wanting to do everything!!  But I have calmed down…

I planted seeds:  peas, carrots, beets, radishes, lettuce, spinach, and mustard.  My zucchini and yellow squash have been set out.  Cilantro has been planted.  Casey planted the asparagus.

We had to move the 4 leftover rose bushes out of the veggie garden where they had spent the winter.   I moved around some daisies in the north garden to make room,  and it’s rather full now.

 The lawn was a sea of flowers, but the dandelions were all puff-balls, so we managed to mow just before the rains.

 

My containers are ready, and I’m going to fill them with lavender, rosemary, basil, and whatever I come up with, while it rains the next couple of days.  (it’s a Warm Rain, not even Snain, nowhere close to snow)

I’m just giddy… Welcome, glad Spring!

 

Peace

 

 

 

Posted in 2018, Spring at Sonnystone, Weekly Wrap-Up

Driving into Springtime

Swing out
To Lake Nostalgia
Route 5 to Laughing Pines
Get off at Funway West
Drive into Springtime
Drive into Springtime

That’s the chorus of the song that’s been stuck in my head all week:  Springtime by Donald Fagan, from his album Kamakiriad.  It’s a regular seasonal song since 1993.

Still killing time waiting for a sustained show of warmer weather, on Monday I drove over to Southern Illinois (a very different beast than Northern Illinois) to visit with a couple of oldsters that I love.

Uncle Jr. is doing great the nursing home–even received the “Resident of the Month” award!

A new stop on the tour is Mt. Carmel, where a wonderful lady who was one of my mom’s best friends has been ensconced in an assisted living apartment for about a year now.  I “lost” her for a while last winter when she had a couple of bouts of pneumonia that resulted in her move.  She is happy enough in her new digs and as beautiful as ever at 90-years-young…

It was a decent day for a drive, but I had just started in with a bout of cold?allergies?  We’ll just call it an influx of Snot.  I had to cancel my dental appointment for Tuesday and am living on Allegra now with no end in sight.  >sigh<

I’ve been haunting my local plant markets, especially Ronnie’s (Variety Village), despairing that they would never return.  Thursday a.m. I arrived as they were unloading the trucks!!!   In addition to visiting with my seasonal friends, I bought up herbs, some perennials, and seeds.  I got 7 kinds of basil! some I’ve never heard of!

Friday morning we shopped at Hillside Gardens, where I prefer to get my veggies, and picked up some great-looking tomatoes and peppers to babysit.  Puh-leeze, I know I can’t plant them for a month, but I keep them on the porch and talk to them until the time arrives.  I can, however, plant some peas, and am ready…

Casey moved around and re-organized our “shed” (it’s the old 1931 garage-without-a-driveway) so that I could have a sunny, new spot for my gardening supplies… (windows still need to be washed)

Even though I feel like hell, I’ve got a much better Attitude of Gratitude for the blooms and buds that pay no attention to the weatherman, greeting me as I walk into the woods.  Wearing my workboots is thrilling!

The temps have plunged again, and we’re still keeping the fire going in the fireplace.  We’ll meet up with the Jrs at Denny’s and come back here to play this afternoon.

This week I’m going to get those peas planted, and those roses moved, and the daisies, and bring in the new soil for the garden beds so I can get the spinach and lettuce and beets and on and on.

For now, I just keep “Springtime” rolling through my mind…

Peace