Cashews

Nov. 22nd, 2016 05:30 pm
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Why cashews are not sold in their shells, and indeed, the "raw" ones aren't actually raw.  This is a good thing. 
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Today I refilled the birdfeeders.  Visible just prior to that were a small flock of sparrows and a mourning dove.

Then I took an envelope and gleaned seeds from the violet morning glories in the barrel garden.  The plants are dead but the seeds are still fine. 

We've had several hard frosts, so almost everything is dead now.  Some of the tougher plants still have green leaves, like the artemisia, but all the flowers are gone except for a few stubborn million bells.

I moved the plastic pots from their stands to the outside porch, and stacked up the stands.  That leaves more space on the patio.

We have a fire going.  The furnace is out.  We've been nagging the repairman all week to fix it and they haven't bothered.  So now most of the house is freezing.

I've been working on poetry stuff.  I'm hoping to do some setup for Shiv's material today so the sale can go up faster on Monday.  Also the [community profile] crowdfunding Creative Jam is still running.  I've written two poems for that and posted one of those as the freebie.
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This is the freebie for the November [community profile] crowdfunding Creative Jam. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] alexseanchai. It belongs to the series Walking the Beat.

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After the first frost of the season, I'm turning toward winterizing tasks.  I fed the birds.  Then I brought in the ceramic statue from the goddess garden. 

Morning glories are dead.  So are most other summer flowers, although a few still have green leaves, like the snapdragons. The million bells are still blooming, and a little of the firecracker plant.
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Today I finished planting the daffodil bulbs.  I got almost done yesterday, putting them under a row of small saplings alongside the driveway.  \o/

It's colder out today.  The birds are visiting the feeders more regularly.  Mostly I've seen sparrows, occasionally a cardinal or bluejay. 
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Today we raked and hauled four wheelbarrows of fallen leaves to the flowerbeds beside the parking lot, where I trampled them into place.  *gasp pant wheeze*

It's a nice day for yardwork, though, cool but not cold.  The mulberry and maple trees are turning bright yellow. 
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Today I finished planting the mixed daffodils for shade that I got from my father.  I put them along the back half of the wellcap, as close as they could go, which ought to be inside the mowing range.  I still have the other bag of mixed daffodils, so I'll finish the front with that later.

I refilled the hopper feeder and the fly-through feeder.  There were small flocks of sparrows enjoying the hopper feeder earlier today.

The yard is full of dying leaves, mostly sycamore at this stage.  The walnut trees are almost bare.  The serviceberry is bright orange.  It's a nice day to be outside, brisk but not cold or windy. 
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Today I saw a cardinal and a small flock of sparrows at the hopper feeder.  :D

The air is cool and crisp.  It rained the day before yesterday.  I suspect they're just being a bit lazy and going for the easy food. 
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My father gave me two big bags of bulbs.  Today I started planting some of the "mixed daffodils for shade" under the mulberry tree by the garage.

Also, we have houseguests this week, so I'm likely to have less time online than usual.
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Today we cleared enough space under Home Base to lay down firewood.  Still needs to be mowed, but yay progress!

The weather is cooler and mild, really a nice day for yardening. 
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Today I finished planting the bag of 50 mixed crocus, under some saplings alongside the driveway.  

Weather is still pleasant. Farmers are harvesting the soybeans across from us, which is noisy and dusty.  :/

Earlier this afternoon I saw a small flock of sparrows at the fly-through feeder.  Not much birdfeeder activity yet, as there is still abundant food elsewhere.


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Today was mild outside.  First round, I finished planting the blue grape hyacinths beside the driveway, near a bush so they're not in a mow path.  Second round, I planted half of the 50 mixed crocus.
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We went out running errands today.  We picked up a jug of apple cider and a new cultivar of acorn squash at the orchard south of us.  A lady there recommended a barbecue restaurant that turned out to be scrumptious.  Later on, we found some flannel shirts and polos at bargain prices.  \o/  And I got a bag of 50 purple grape hyacinths and a bag of 50 mixed crocus on sale. Thanks to the various folks who suggested that I do more naturalizing. 

It's been raining off and on all day, and probably will tomorrow.  We can use the rain, and it'll help make the ground soft enough to dig, which is important because I'll be hacking through grass to plant these bulbs.
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This poem came out of the October 18, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by [personal profile] thnidu.


"Foggy Memories of California"
-- an octameter


In California,
San Francisco fog
comes in summertime.
The warm inland air
and cool sea air mix
to make thick mist there.
You can't see through it,
so driver beware!

In winter you find
tule fog in banks
that quiver and climb
from wetlands to blind
the motorists who
get hit from behind.
There's fog everywhere,
so driver beware!

* * *

Notes:

Octameter is a poetic form with two stanzas, each having eight lines, with five syllables per line.

California is famous for its fogs, which include the summer San Francisco fog and the winter tule fog.
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This poem came out of the October 18, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] technoshaman, [personal profile] ellenmillion, and [livejournal.com profile] rhodielady_47. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman.


"The Peach Tree State"


Georgia's official nickname
is the Peach State, and
its state fruit is the peach.

It has Peachtree City,
Peachtree Center, and
Peachtree Street.

Among the most famous
trees is the Belle of Georgia,
whose fruit is often called
simply "Georgia peaches."

There's nothing like sitting down
on a hot summer day with
a scoop of peach ice cream
or a bowl of peaches and cream,

and whenever I do,
I always seem to find
I've got Georgia on my mind.

* * *

Notes:

Georgia has long been associated with peaches. It's official nickname is the Peach State, and the peach is its state food. Many places are named accordingly such as Peachtree City, Peachtree Center, and Peachtree Street. Belle of Georgia is among the most popular cultivars.

"Georgia on My Mind" is a famous song by by Hoagy Carmichael and Stuart Gorrell, particularly the performance by Georgia native Ray Charles.

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Today I planted 10 Eranthis cilicica  (bright yellow) in the goddess garden, and 20 'Katharine Hodgkin' iris (pale blue speckled with yellow) in the goddess garden and wildflower garden.   Recent rain has made the ground much easier to dig.

This concludes my current batch of bulbs, and I have no active plans to buy more this season.  I will, however, keep an eye out for bargains.  Stores often close out their bulbs for $1-2 per bag in late October or November.

It's a warm, blustery day today.  The tiny asters are still blooming in the wildflower garden.  Most of the seedpods on the blackberry lilies have opened and been distributed, either planted in my own gardens or handed off to my parents.
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Today is warm, sunny, and breezy.  I planted 10 Muscari 'Ocean Magic'  (which are like blue grape hyacinths, only a pale powder blue instead of indigo or violet) and 10 mixed Hyacinthoides hispanica  in the wildflower garden.
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This poem has been selected in an audience poll as the freebie for the October 4, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl making its $200 goal. It's spillover from the November 6, 2014 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] thnidu. It also fills the "entheogens" square in the public card for the Science Bingo fest. This poem belongs to the series Beneath the Family Tree, which you can find on the Serial Poetry page.

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Yesterday it rained, so the ground is a little easier to dig.  I planted 18 "Purple Sensation Blend" tulips in the purple-and-white garden.  Then I carried 2 big buckets of mulch to cover the ground there.

In the wildflower garden, I have a few native asters blooming with tiny lavender tassels.   I'm not sure what kind they are, since I've planted several.

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