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June 29th, 2024

tielan: (AVG - agents)
Saturday, June 29th, 2024 07:56 pm
A YTer from Sydney whom I follow posted a vid about what he was planting this year, and how he'd started his planting for September already.

Which got me thinking about what I want to plant this year. Which I have to consider now, becuase otherwise it won't happen and it will get complicated and UGH.

The big question I always have is whether to try to grow melons or not. I say 'try to grow' because that's all I ever seem to manage to do: I "try" to grow melons and am ultimately unsuccessful.

I can get pumpkins to grow late, but the melons never seem to get very far. Maybe the soil isn't right for it, and I really need to set better conditions for them?

And then there is, of course, always the problem of where to grow them. Melons and pumpkins and whatnot take up space, and there is not a lot of space in the garden beds and not enough growing time in the back yard.

I think I should pull out the sweet potato bed now, and start feeding it in prep for the early summer cropness.

Friday night trivia at a new club. Dinner was ordinary. Dessert was quite nice. We came 2nd place. Again. We do that a lot.

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Early this morning (Saturday) I drove down to pick up an old chaff-cutter for trimming things with less RSI than I currently end up with when pruning trees. I'l still use the electric chipper for the big things, but sometimes I want to just chop small branches without having to hook everything up and periodically dig fragments out of the hidey-hole corners of the chipper.

Since it was down in the city where I used to live, I contacted an old friend there who I'm still in occasional but periodic contact with, and she wanted to meet! So I turned up after picking up the chaff-cutter and we sat and talked...for FIVE HOURS.

It was the best. She's about 6-7 years older than me, and was a spiritual mentor of mine back in my 20s. I'm so glad to see her - she's been through a separation/divorce since I last saw her, and has now met a new man and he seems a sweetheart. (A bit geeky, but a sweetheart; which her ex seemed to be, too. I don't know what happened, I didn't ask, but I think they just grew apart in different ways and couldn't reconcile who'd they'd grown to be.)

Anyway, so nice to see her, and I listened to podcasts on the way down and on the way back which were excellent, so that helped my brain.

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Came back home, bought dinner on the way (because I didn't want to cook and I didn't like the sound of what the Bs were cooking), got on and read my flist - thank you all for being...IDK...a touchstone for me. I'm feeling weirdly off-the-handle right now, witness my hysterical laugh-sobbing while reading the story of Richard by Allie from Hyperbole & A Half.

I tried to write but my brain is not focusing - it doesn't focus at night anymore. So I'm going to go into my room, turn on the heater, re-read 'The Order of the Air' series again (for a desperate bit of hope in the midst of darkness) and cuddle my cats.

Tomorrow the only thing I have is a hockey game in the middle of the day. Thankfully.