My yard looks somewhat like a wasteland to me. Not enough trees, and plants, and...stuff. I've also found that I don't like flat land, and I wish I knew this earlier, because it would have helped explain my mysterious dislike of certain places. If I can't see hills rising around me, it's just not home. Considering where I live now, I'm either going to just get used to pasture land, or I'll be forced to overcompensate with greenery. My favorite places have been totally overgrown with brambles, trees, and assorted Tennessee-native flora. And personally, I think that if I can see my neighbor's house from your back porch, they're too close, or my landscaping isn't done right. I just don't enjoy the concept of a "neighborhood". I have a name for people that I didn't get to choose to be close to, and that's family.
I miss persimmons. I don't go back to Santa Fe very often, and when I do, I don't go "up on the hill." I should, because I could collect bits to take back to my house, and plant. One of the aspects of the hills that I miss is the interesting fruit, like the persimmon, and the pawpaw, and blackberries, although blackberries are fairly common in other places (my property is not one of those places). I found a specialty seed company online, and I've got pawpaw seeds coming to me in the mail soon, along with cattails, gentian, ginko, and a couple of other interesting plants, so that makes me happy. Spring is actually on the horizon, and I'm going to start getting the flood of gardening catalogs soon, which will make me dream of roses, fruit, lilies, herbs and watergardens, and warm weather will find me with trowels in both hands. Probably giggling, too. The only things that excite me as much as gardening have their own special magazines and aren't allowed on network television.
My head really hurts. I love the rain, but I don't love what the changing pressures do to my body. I mentioned to Bryan the other day that since we've invented velcro, there's no reason we can't go back to trephanation. Really, if they can put tubes in a person's ears, I don't see why they can't install a little valve to equalize the air pressure in your surroundings and your sinuses. Since they've made getting pseudoephedrine so much more complicated, I decided to try the alternative decongestant that they've come up with. It seems to make me vaguely nauseated, and doesn't work for my headaches. Oh well, back to the semi-contraband stuff.
Oh, yeah, I meant to mention this earlier, but I had forgotten. When you get the hiccups, what do you do? Well, I think I found something that works without any props or performance artists of any kind. Draw in a deeeeep breath. Done that? Good. Now hold it as long as you can. When you let it out, finally, your hiccups should be gone. If you hiccup while holding your breath, or this doesn't make them go away, do the same thing, but this time, after you draw in your deep breath, sit down immediately and hunch over, compressing your midsection. Hold your breath as long as possible, the same as before. Did it work? I haven't found anyone yet that it didn't work on. I'm hoping for a Nobel Prize, of course.
I miss persimmons. I don't go back to Santa Fe very often, and when I do, I don't go "up on the hill." I should, because I could collect bits to take back to my house, and plant. One of the aspects of the hills that I miss is the interesting fruit, like the persimmon, and the pawpaw, and blackberries, although blackberries are fairly common in other places (my property is not one of those places). I found a specialty seed company online, and I've got pawpaw seeds coming to me in the mail soon, along with cattails, gentian, ginko, and a couple of other interesting plants, so that makes me happy. Spring is actually on the horizon, and I'm going to start getting the flood of gardening catalogs soon, which will make me dream of roses, fruit, lilies, herbs and watergardens, and warm weather will find me with trowels in both hands. Probably giggling, too. The only things that excite me as much as gardening have their own special magazines and aren't allowed on network television.
My head really hurts. I love the rain, but I don't love what the changing pressures do to my body. I mentioned to Bryan the other day that since we've invented velcro, there's no reason we can't go back to trephanation. Really, if they can put tubes in a person's ears, I don't see why they can't install a little valve to equalize the air pressure in your surroundings and your sinuses. Since they've made getting pseudoephedrine so much more complicated, I decided to try the alternative decongestant that they've come up with. It seems to make me vaguely nauseated, and doesn't work for my headaches. Oh well, back to the semi-contraband stuff.
Oh, yeah, I meant to mention this earlier, but I had forgotten. When you get the hiccups, what do you do? Well, I think I found something that works without any props or performance artists of any kind. Draw in a deeeeep breath. Done that? Good. Now hold it as long as you can. When you let it out, finally, your hiccups should be gone. If you hiccup while holding your breath, or this doesn't make them go away, do the same thing, but this time, after you draw in your deep breath, sit down immediately and hunch over, compressing your midsection. Hold your breath as long as possible, the same as before. Did it work? I haven't found anyone yet that it didn't work on. I'm hoping for a Nobel Prize, of course.
As far as the pawpaw trees go I have only seen one myself, but I know there used to be some around where my parents grew up in Leoma TN.