The Ramblings and Wanderings

Posts Tagged ‘Nature Witch’

In order to have plants in my sunroom I need:

Plants. Plants that will happily grow in my eastern exposure sunroom, don’t require at lot of nit picking and who like loads of sunlight.

But wait! First I need money to buy plants. I could beg for cuttings from friends. Or steal plants from neighbour’s gardens and porches while they sleep! Eh, maybe I can put my pennies together to buy a packet of seeds from the dollar store and rescue a few forlorn plants from the clearance rack.

But first, I have no pots to put them in! Hmmm maybe I can recycle an old teapot and a pair of boots? A coffee tin and yogurt containers? Make folded paper pots out of flyers? Use cardboard boxes lined with shopping bags?

But wait! I have no soil to put in my pots! And no money to buy soil. The dollar store soil is terrible and seems to kill things. Perhaps I could steal soil from construction sites? Pester neighbours with back yards for compost? Put kitchen waste and grass in a box in the sun and make my own?

But wait! I have no shelves to put the pots on! The poor plants (that I don’t have, who have no pots or soil) will have to go on the floor.

But wait! The floor is covered in boxes and bags of stuff I can’t put away because I have no shelves.

Huh

Maybe this year I’ll just draw pictures of plants, print out a few photos of yards and gardens I used to have, and tape them to the windows and walls of my sunroom.

But wait! I have no tape to put the pictures up with.

Maybe I’ll just go for a walk in the woods instead, hug a tree or two and listen to the birds sing.

But wait! I live in the city!

Huh

Well then … never mind.

Got some great pics from my Mom of the critters at the family farm Misty Acres, including shots of my horse Morgan and my boy-dog Tristan (who are happier at the farm with Mom than in the city with me right now). Click on the images for full size.

(I’ve been having some trouble staying online for more than a few minutes at a time, so I’m hoping this works! Also sorry to anyone waiting on me to get back to them and such.)

It’s easy to get trained

You see

By the horrid Winter freeze

To bundle up

And sneak outside

And hide from the elements

Then one sunny day in March

You wake up and hear the sound of

The garbage truck coming down your lane

And you are late again

You grab the box of recycling and race down the stairs

On to the porch

To the sidewalk

In the nick of time

And smile at the garbage man

As you turn around to head inside

Suddenly you realise

You’re outside in shirt sleeves

And standing on the sidewalk

In bare feet!

Hurrah for Spring!