It's another beautiful day in Brisbane. I have taken the dog for a walk and cleaned Tweetie's cage and put her out in the sun to talk to the other birdies. If you look closely at the photo you will see the beginnings of The Day of the Triffids in our backyard. This is the result of our cheerfully scattering to the four winds the remains of the guinea pig food when we clean their cages. Pumpkin seeds have obviously taken root and gone mad. At least we think they're pumpkins - let us know if you think they're something else. Did you know that the BBC is currently making a new series of The Day of the Triffids starring the gorgeous Eddie Izzard no less and Vanessa Redgrave and Jason Priestly and and and....Did you know that you can follow Eddie Izzard on Twitter? But I digress..
What else? Well I'm still ploughing my way through Dostoyevsky's Humiliated and Insulted. I am indebted to Tomcatmurr for lighting the way in reading Dostoyevsky. I have renewed my vows to lose weight and have joined WW online - hence the walk this morning.
I am getting very excited about taking Long Service Leave from 1 July. Plans so far are knitting; librarything; golf; bridge; building a vege garden; writing a family history book; de-cluttering and travelling. Can't wait!65 days and counting.
3 comments:
I'm jealousAlex. How long are you taking? I'm planning a BIG break next year for my BIG birthday.
Love your stories and your backyard. I too have a wild pumpkin-like vine. I too am not sure of its genus as there's plenty of flowers but no produce so far. I do have three tomatoes on a self seeded tomato bush however. I talk to them almost every day.
Hi Little Hat. You've reminded me that when I went to the Moggill Markets last weekend they gave me a Black Russian tomato seedling or two to plant - woops! Are they still alive? Better go out and check. LSL - five months luvvie. Five whole delicious months....cannot ...repeat...cannot wait.
Luvvie and gardening. Pumpkins and tomatoes. Hmmmm. I remember a New Farm office balcony with perfectly symmetrical rows of clay pots providing dust bowl weights for long dead plants.
I remember all the extremely ephemeral green gifts along the way.
Perhaps Luvvie, you were ahead of your time, a post modern gardener, simply testing for drought resistance.
Or perhaps you suffer a too large dose of pottymism (intentional spelling) in the resilience of (green) life.
Now don't apologise. Your innate ability to kill plants is one of the things I find particularly endearing about you.
Looking forward to photos of tomato seedlings.
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