A Good Friday Although Not Good Friday. You Know

 

 

Mr. Moon mowed today and that always involves him moving the cars which are usually parked on either side of the little garden bed beside the kitchen door and when I was walking back to the house from the garden I really looked at our house and thought to myself that if I saw that house for the first time I would want to live in it. 
I hadn't realized how much of the beauty of it is obscured and diluted by a Prius and a, well, whatever that red car Mr. Moon drives is. I think a Toyota of some sort. 
For a woman who is married to "The Car Guy" I don't know squat about cars. 
And that may give you another perspective on my house and side yard. The little kitchen porch, the beautiful sable palms to the right of it that Tom gave me when my mother died and I planted, the tea olive tree which I always talk about as smelling so heavenly, and of course another murder (sago) palm right there in the tiny garden. You can also see all the invasive plants growing on this side of it, the chenille plant, the border grass, the Virginia creeper. 
Usually by this time of the year, the bananas that grow there have gotten pretty tall, fat, and fine. Not this year. I suppose that may be because of the unexpected freeze we had when they'd just started growing at the end of the winter/beginning of spring. 
I did a little weeding in that bed this afternoon and then just sort of casually threw a few seeds out there in some of the bare spots and then turned on the sprinkler. 

There's just a jumble of different plants in there so why not try to grow a few more? It's a mess but it's my mess. 

I worked some in the big garden this afternoon too. I weeded a tiny bit and then mulched some more.

That picture makes it look like I've got nothing going on there but trust me- there's a lot going on. The row of potatoes I pulled a few days ago is bare but I'm thinking of trying to plant some lettuces. We always grow lettuce in the spring and there's probably a reason for that. However, having discovered that arugula thrives in the summer heat, I'm thinking, why not? Why not try it? Glen's pushing me to plant another row of field peas but I'm not jumping on that one. We've got plenty as far as I'm concerned. Once they start producing we've got another time consuming project, which is picking and shelling them which is not a terrible thing to have to do but you have to make the commitment. I don't can those. I blanch and freeze them which works out very well. 

I was going to hang the sheets out this morning and was quite excited about that. Nice, sunny, not very humid- perfect drying on the line weather, but when Mr. Moon mows, there is so much dust kicked up it would be ridiculous to dry the bed linens outside. You know, there are large patches of our yard that are mostly dirt and so even if we've had rain there is going to be dust. 

Oh well. I used the dryer and the bed is made up and there are clean clothes and clean towels and that's the goal. 

It's been a day where I've been mostly good. A day where I've noticed the little things, like seeing the side of the house without the cars blocking the view. Like the beginning flowers of the Beauty Berry plant. 

Do any of you remember the year I made jelly out of Beauty Berries? 
It was a valid experiment but I'd certainly never repeat it. The color of the jelly was amazing. The taste though was somewhat lacking. 
But I'd read it could be done and so had to try it but as with so many things, just because you can, doesn't mean you should. 
This is a lesson we were probably meant to learn in our teens and yet, so many of us did not. 

And honestly, that's about all I have to say today. I have not talked about politics or the state of our country in quite awhile and I suppose that's because I've just felt so helpless. By the time I could call my representatives about one issue, another one has taken precedence over that one. I do truly believe that the wheels are coming off the bus as either Robert Reich, Jeff Tiedrich, or Heather Cox said today (I know it had to be one of those people because they write the newsletters I faithfully read every morning) and at this point, I don't think even his staunchest supporters, lap dogs, ass lickers, or cabinet members are really trying their hardest to show their approval of his overall behavior, his decisions, his inability to stay awake. 
However, the six members of the Supreme Court who are obviously out of their fucking minds, still seem to be...well, out of their fucking minds. 
Bye-bye Constitution. 
Hello, Facism! 

I'm listening to Kate Atkinson's "Life After Life" and I know I've read the book with my eyes at least once, probably twice. It was released in 2013 and much of the subject matter has to do with WW II and the rise of Hitler. It's an amazing book on many levels but rather scary in that Atkinson's description of how Hitler came to power despite his obvious insanity is far more familiar here in 2026 than I think she could have imagined it would be. 

But hey! Martini night! Clean sheets on the bed! Beautiful weather and a very tidy garden. 
What? Me worry? 
Don't be absurd.

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon