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jaeleslie at 11:59pm on 02/07/2003
jaeleslie at 11:59pm on 02/07/2003Okay. Staying in the basement during the hot weather, where the cold cement floor is like a big ice pack on my feet. Getting piles of stuff sorted and thrown away, although since I can always take out another pile then, any progress is imperceptible. The diurectic prescribed by the rheumatologist last week seems to be helping some. When the weather has been nice I got a bunch of gardening done.
Yesterday our neighbor who collects endangered wildflowers tracked down the identification of the white-flowering plant that is getting so overgrown we have been transplanting. It was sold to me as some kind of Achillea, but the flower heads are bigger and the leaves look entirely different, and finally we found a good photo that settles it as a White Aster (Aster ptarmicoides). The poppies are gone but have not died back yet, the first bloom of daisies is really done so I cut them off, and the lilies are looking good.
Of course Mr S got even more gardening done because he goes at it for more than fifteen minutes at a time, so the weeds have been banished. Then after he took down the pine tree in front of the house (which was getting rather too big and blocking the light from the little white oak tree) we ran out of stuff for him to do here. Monday morning we both went over to Julie Z's to help her put in a bunch of plantings, and then to Marcia's to help her spread a load of cedar mulch in the back garden (me, I just supervise). Today he went tree trimming at his brother's house, where a big limb needed to come off a soft maple in the back yard, elsewhere took down an overgrown cedar tree, a yew, and a dead mugo pine, and so on.
Our potter friend gave us a set of eight large handmade bowls with little bee decorations, as a vague result of services rendered. And there was room in the cupboard for them, because I got rid of all the extra canning jars last year.
Before the Art Fair On the Square next week I have to cut some mats, but that meant I had to clear off the work table. So today I finally finished making paper from the last batches of pulp that were sitting there and cleaned it all up. Last month I was pulping a bunch of art papers from projects I had thrown away, which had some color in them from paints. Today I just threw everything in. It turned out pretty good, with big flecks of an iridescent blue tissue that didn't pulp very well. The color will be paler when it dries, and I have no idea what use I'll make of it. I have so much paper already it seems stupid to make more, but I keep working through the process, and starting new stuff in the hope of some cool interesting stuff coming out in the end.
Yesterday our neighbor who collects endangered wildflowers tracked down the identification of the white-flowering plant that is getting so overgrown we have been transplanting. It was sold to me as some kind of Achillea, but the flower heads are bigger and the leaves look entirely different, and finally we found a good photo that settles it as a White Aster (Aster ptarmicoides). The poppies are gone but have not died back yet, the first bloom of daisies is really done so I cut them off, and the lilies are looking good.
Of course Mr S got even more gardening done because he goes at it for more than fifteen minutes at a time, so the weeds have been banished. Then after he took down the pine tree in front of the house (which was getting rather too big and blocking the light from the little white oak tree) we ran out of stuff for him to do here. Monday morning we both went over to Julie Z's to help her put in a bunch of plantings, and then to Marcia's to help her spread a load of cedar mulch in the back garden (me, I just supervise). Today he went tree trimming at his brother's house, where a big limb needed to come off a soft maple in the back yard, elsewhere took down an overgrown cedar tree, a yew, and a dead mugo pine, and so on.
Our potter friend gave us a set of eight large handmade bowls with little bee decorations, as a vague result of services rendered. And there was room in the cupboard for them, because I got rid of all the extra canning jars last year.
Before the Art Fair On the Square next week I have to cut some mats, but that meant I had to clear off the work table. So today I finally finished making paper from the last batches of pulp that were sitting there and cleaned it all up. Last month I was pulping a bunch of art papers from projects I had thrown away, which had some color in them from paints. Today I just threw everything in. It turned out pretty good, with big flecks of an iridescent blue tissue that didn't pulp very well. The color will be paler when it dries, and I have no idea what use I'll make of it. I have so much paper already it seems stupid to make more, but I keep working through the process, and starting new stuff in the hope of some cool interesting stuff coming out in the end.