The summer is such a wonderful time. We (my family) plant the little bed in front of the studio with flowers from Kettell’s and Corky’s. This year all the flowers are gold, yellow and orange because those colors remind me of my hike last September in the outposts of Northern Spain; especially yellow, any yellow. To keep the marigolds and lilies flowering, once a week I go break off the dead flowers so the plants will make more flowers instead of seeds. In fact one plant I dead-headed just before knit camp is already blooming again — Robin: what is the name of that one with the red little flowers? So, I get the ones done by the first part of sidewalk and go pop my gardening seat by the marigolds in the middle.
The instant I sit on that seat I know I am in trouble. The front legs stayed put but the back legs dug down into the ground. I tried real HARD to swing myself around facing backwards but those darn legs just went deeper.
I silently said to myself: okay, I accept my fate.
And I fell off onto my very cushioned arse. It wasn’t really all that far but now my pants are dirty…from the dirt, in case you were wondering based on the title of this post.
It continued to be pleasant and uneventful until I decided that although the sky is full of rain clouds, I should water…this way we will be sure it rains, right? I get my hose and do all the plants around the door. And then I move onto the defunct flag holder which instead holds a billion (8) spider plants given to me by Charlotte Para and Linda Frangos when I first moved into this building 7 years ago. I start at the lowest one and move up as I water them. ALL OF A SUDDEN A FINCH FLEW right out of the plant at my face level squawking for all it was worth. Scared the ever loving….#%*+ out of me but my bladder held tight. It chirped at me the rest of the time I was out there and I was so sorry I scared it but I figure we are pretty much even as far as that goes.
Here are some photos of the Studio garden and a SHOUT OUT TO:
THE KNITTING NITCH in Ocean City, Maryland
(On Asbury — and I hear they are very sweet so if you are there go see them
And say hi! from me!)
Jan was just there and thought they have a great thing going!
As EZ would say: ONWARDS! M.E. and Summit Yarn