Being a freelancer means diversity…and lots of it. Diversity of tasks, diversity of information, diversity of clients. Today’s day began with answering emails, snagging my article topics for the month for Love to Know, editing an article for Suite 101, and pitching several editors on my credentials to write for their magazines and newspapers. Next, I updated my own consulting website. I had one very satisfied client this week who raved about my work, but because she wants to keep her company anonymous, she isn’t comfortable letting me post her name. No matter – she was happy and that’s all that counts.
Pierre was a bad, bad kitty today. He’s into that gangly, awkward teenage cat stage. Adolescent kitty! He knocked over my water glass on my desk, spilling icewater all over the computer and electrical outlets. Next, he bit the edge of John’s brand new, leather bound book – one of the books he collects. He tested his Houdini-like skills by wiggling into the pantry, then proceeded to vomit all over the pantry floor. Luckily he had been busy shredding a plastic grocery bag, and managed to get most of it onto the bag, so it was a quick cleanup. Shadow meanwhile was her usual sweet self. She accompanied me out to the garden where I picked fresh tomatoes, basil and cucumbers for a lunch salad, and came willingly when I called her back in.
This morning Shadow woke us up at 5:30 with her fierce watch dog bark. I raced downstairs to see a dog-like creature about a hundred feet from the kitchen. He raced into the woods when Shadow continued barking. It was too dark to really see what it was, but I found what looks like coyote scat in the driveway the past two mornings, and it looked a lot like the coyotes we saw in Montana. Philip identified tracks and scat last year as coyote, but we haven’t seen nor heard from them all winter long. Perhaps this one came back for some reason?
This week I also spotted a young black snake in the driveway, and Shadow and I had a chipmunk run right under her paws on the driveway. I often wonder how much wildlife is teeming in these woods – we see so much on the driveway alone!
Grasshoppers are plentiful this year. Why? A look at these intriguing insects.
I needed ideas for keeping rabbits out of the garden and my readers did not disappoint! Here are a few of the organic gardening ideas for keeping those bunnies at bay.
Today we are recovering from over four hours of gardening yesterday. The weeds seem to grow faster than the flowers. I feel as if for every one chore there are six more waiting. The trellis groans under the weight of the morning glories, and the vines are so prolific they now trail out into the iris bed. Seed packets purchased for a dime at Dollar General blossomed into overflowing beds of Bachelor’s Buttons, cosmos, Marigolds, Sweet Alyssum, and snapdragons. Other triumphs include lavender started under grow-lights in the cellar this winter, coreopsis also grown from seeds, and tiny ecchinacea plants too. Even the roses survived the onslaught of Japanese Beetles and the Blaze climber continues to form a pleasant mounded shape covered with red flowers!
We are planning the vegetable garden now. I’ve asked John to construct raised beds, and he showed me yesterday an idea for a fence that looks great to me. I don’t think it’s deer or bear proof, but certainly it will keep out rabbits and with luck the groundhog.
It’s good to be home! We had a great time seeing old friends and making new ones at Breyerfest. Kollean at Stone Wolf Creations dropped off beautiful painted micro minis, we had dinner with Will and Sheri Rhodes and their daughter Alyssa from Mountain View Studios, got my requisite hugs from fantastic artist Candace Liddy, and hung out with Maggie Bennett and Heather from Mirror Bay Farms. I always feel so overwhelmed by all the beautiful artwork at Breyerfest. How does anyone take it all in?
We went sight seeing in Lexington and toured Mary Todd Lincoln’s house. I am not a fan of Mrs. Lincoln. Abraham Lincoln yes, but Mary Todd Lincoln, no. John says she reminds him of Hillary Clinton. I do see the ambition behind both women but there the resemblance ends. I think Hillary is tough as nails and although I dislike her politics, I do admire that about her. Mrs. Lincoln always struck me as a spoiled little rich girl who was very weak. The tour guide went on and on about her tragedies – yes, she lost sons and had her husband murdered. Horrible stuff. But then we toured Ashland, the home of Henry Clay, the great statesman. I compared Mrs. Clay, whom I admire after learning about her, with Mrs. Lincoln. Mrs. Clay gave birth to 11 children. Out of those 11 children, all 6 daughters pre-deceased her. Of her four sons, one died during the Mexican-American war, and one had to be put into a mental hospital due to mental illness. That left two boys alive. Can you imagine that? No, she didn’t have to see her husband murdered, but she certainly didn’t fall to pieces. For that I admire her. I know that everyone is different, with different levels of strength. I’ve read a lot of biographies about Lincoln and Mary Lincoln is just not someone I can admire.
At Ashland, the Clay Estate, I spotted a toy cannon in the gift shop and bought it. It’s just about Breyer Stablemate scale, and I have a plastic draft horse to pull it. John and I researched Civil War cannons and artillery and I will need to build a limber, the cart that carries the cannonballs, and a harness. I want to try to paint and sculpt some figurines to make a little Civil War dioramma. This could be a fun project for us both!
The chores never end so I have to sign off. The pet hair in just four days is ridiculous. And the weeds have once again taken over the garden.
Enjoy your day as I will enjoy mine!