I Lied

I lied to you the other day when I said Brennan hadn't even started on this diamond dots thing.   I was looking at it more closely yesterday and discovered she had indeed done quite a bit down towards the bottom. 

While I had it out, I got the little thingy and put about five of the dots into place my own self, then said, "Whew!  Now I know why she quit!"  If I do finish, it'll definitely be a long term project.  

I also pulled the calligraphy pen out to get a better look at it, and it's glass!  

I'll have to find some paper and play with it a bit.  Not that I'm lacking in paper...I'm pretty much SABLE in that department.  I'll start with some cheap paper, then move on to *whispers conspiratorially* letter writing paper...Shhh! 

Since we're on the topic of discoveries, look what I discovered in my garden! 

Yes, that is an honest to goodness real ladybug, not one of those Asian ladybeetles that are so destructive and don't control aphids at all.   I've seen a couple of ladybugs, so I hope that means there's more.  More of them means fewer aphids.  Of course, the marigolds repel aphids, too, so I ought to be good in that department. 

So, anyway, there really wasn't much exciting that happened yesterday.  I mostly rested and watched TV.  I did cut some mint and hung it up to dry.  By the way, these little hair bands do great at binding bundles of herbs up to hang. 

They seem to last longer than regular rubber bands and don't tangle as much.  

Then I decided it was time for this little guy to sink or swim, so once the sun got pretty low in the sky yesterday evening, I planted him into his permanent home.   

I figured he'd do better with his roots being free to grow and stretch anyway.  I checked him when I got home from work, and he's holding his own.  Once the sun goes down a little bit, I'll water and mulch him.  I'm going to wait until he gets a bit bigger to put the regular tomato cage around him.  For now, his little cloche will do.  

Now for a bit of sad news, my little rosemary cutting didn't make it.  

I was holding out hope as long as there was a bit of green on it, but no more.  Now, I need to decide if I'm going to plant another rosemary or to get a different herb.  I'm leaning towards different.  I'll have to do a little research and see. 

I'll tell ya though, one thing that makes gardening so difficult for me is that when I first get home from work, it's too hot to work in the garden.  It's hard on me, and it's hard on the plants.  But by the time it cools off enough to actually do anything, I'm already in bed -- especially in summer when it stays light until nearly 9:00.  That's probably the only thing I miss about being on second shift.  I could get out and piddle in my flower beds in the cool of the morning.  

I don't miss it enough to go back to second shift, but I do miss it. 

You know what else it's too hot to do?  Enjoy my zinnias, which are really coming on. 

 I'll bet by this time you're asking, "Becky, are you ever going to talk about anything besides that dadgum garden of yours?"  And the answer is:  maybe.  If something worth talking about ever happens. 

I mean, do you really want to hear how I made it halfway down the aisle at work before I realized I didn't have my ear plugs in?  Or how I forgot to get new PPE today until it was right before time to leave?  Or how I had to go track down one divider from my parts trays when i got to my stand?  

Or perhaps you'd like to hear how I slow cooked a pork roast yesterday, and started pulling it when I got home, but had to quit because it was quite a lot of meat and my arms were tired?  The smallest one I could find was 7 lbs, but I got it anyway since most of it will be put into the freezer for later. 

Or....I can't think of anything else, so I'm going to go knit a bit before bed. 

Goodnight.