Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln....
May. 23rd, 2005 09:03 amAside from the roses (for which I have some options, discussed below) it was a great weekend.
Friday I finally got to see Bride and Prejudice, best described as "take my favorite book, filter it through my newest fandom, and add my current lust bunny as a major character." Yes, it was good for me - and I practically needed a cigarette after Naveen Andrews did the big dance number.
Saturday, as I mentioned earlier, I did some yard saling before the Greek Festival. I mentioned the baskets, but I didn't mention my ultimate coup - the black leather Coach briefcase. In excellent if very slightly used condition. For $20.
Sunday was fantastic for three reasons:
1) The meeting for the Team Wench bylaws team was in the afternoon and go us - we went through the entire draft bylaws in slightly under 3 hours. I need to type up same and report back to the list, but we blew through in an afternoon what can take groups weeks to do online.
2) I Love a Mystery Newsletter got back to me, and of the first three books I review for them, two are for new series that I'm nuts about. I would have bought those books on my own, and now I'm getting them for free and I get to rave about them. Sometimes, it's good to be the reviewer. (Particularly since I wouldn't even know about one of the series without having been handed the first one.)
3) S came home, meaning Mrs. Palmer was well enough to leave.
All this is Of The Good.
Then, we have the roses.
I've priced pots and what could only be considered a ceramic vat, but have been warned off large ceramics lest they crack or break in weather shifts. Am now considering 20" self-watering pots from Gardeners which are about double the price of the roses, but ought to be able to protect my investment. I can't afford to buy a pot per rose right now, so I'm going to get as many as I can afford and move the newest bushes, as they should be the least traumatized by being yanked up and repotted right now. Some of the older ones are so well established that they're managing to survive with half their root system gone; I've been propping them up and watering them with root growth hormone, but I don't want to further traumatize them by repotting them right now, not if they can hold on through the season.
Also, since I'm temporarily giving up on the Bard Garden, I took a look at the roses that the local nursery had for sale. If I focus on color rather than name, I saw a nice old-fashioned one with fushia petals. I plucked a petal off to check, and it's drying to the same lovely color as the Noble Anthony petals. While David Austen is still selling Anthonys, it's nice to know that I have a local alternative which already comes in a pot. (I may deflect some of my Media*West funds to a replacement rose or two.)
For the future, I saw a nice Renaissancy-looking cement raised water garden pool. I need to find out the exact dimensions and price, and if it's affordable at all, I'll buy it to serve as the new Bard Garden with five roses and assorted other appropriate plants dotted around it. If nothing else, this is making me rethink my entire haphazard garden layout, and I may start shifting to large-scale container gardening rather than trying to make the sand dunes in my area fertile.
Friday I finally got to see Bride and Prejudice, best described as "take my favorite book, filter it through my newest fandom, and add my current lust bunny as a major character." Yes, it was good for me - and I practically needed a cigarette after Naveen Andrews did the big dance number.
Saturday, as I mentioned earlier, I did some yard saling before the Greek Festival. I mentioned the baskets, but I didn't mention my ultimate coup - the black leather Coach briefcase. In excellent if very slightly used condition. For $20.
Sunday was fantastic for three reasons:
1) The meeting for the Team Wench bylaws team was in the afternoon and go us - we went through the entire draft bylaws in slightly under 3 hours. I need to type up same and report back to the list, but we blew through in an afternoon what can take groups weeks to do online.
2) I Love a Mystery Newsletter got back to me, and of the first three books I review for them, two are for new series that I'm nuts about. I would have bought those books on my own, and now I'm getting them for free and I get to rave about them. Sometimes, it's good to be the reviewer. (Particularly since I wouldn't even know about one of the series without having been handed the first one.)
3) S came home, meaning Mrs. Palmer was well enough to leave.
All this is Of The Good.
Then, we have the roses.
I've priced pots and what could only be considered a ceramic vat, but have been warned off large ceramics lest they crack or break in weather shifts. Am now considering 20" self-watering pots from Gardeners which are about double the price of the roses, but ought to be able to protect my investment. I can't afford to buy a pot per rose right now, so I'm going to get as many as I can afford and move the newest bushes, as they should be the least traumatized by being yanked up and repotted right now. Some of the older ones are so well established that they're managing to survive with half their root system gone; I've been propping them up and watering them with root growth hormone, but I don't want to further traumatize them by repotting them right now, not if they can hold on through the season.
Also, since I'm temporarily giving up on the Bard Garden, I took a look at the roses that the local nursery had for sale. If I focus on color rather than name, I saw a nice old-fashioned one with fushia petals. I plucked a petal off to check, and it's drying to the same lovely color as the Noble Anthony petals. While David Austen is still selling Anthonys, it's nice to know that I have a local alternative which already comes in a pot. (I may deflect some of my Media*West funds to a replacement rose or two.)
For the future, I saw a nice Renaissancy-looking cement raised water garden pool. I need to find out the exact dimensions and price, and if it's affordable at all, I'll buy it to serve as the new Bard Garden with five roses and assorted other appropriate plants dotted around it. If nothing else, this is making me rethink my entire haphazard garden layout, and I may start shifting to large-scale container gardening rather than trying to make the sand dunes in my area fertile.