Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

123 Tag, I'm It

So I've been tagged. Here are the the rules:

1. Pick up the nearest book ( of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.


Had I noticed Randy's tag last evening, I would have been stuck with something out of The Algebra Survival Guide. This evening, however, I'm in luck. Earlier, I was helping my daughter find a poem to recite for her English class. The book nearest me is Garrison Keillor's anthology, Good Poems.

The fifth sentence is the first line of the final stanza of Down in the Valley, by an anonymous poet. I'm going to break the rules by posting the whole stanza.

Write me a letter, send it by mail,
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail.
Birmingham jail, love, Birmingham jail.
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail.

And I'm going to break the rules further by not tagging anyone else.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Wedding Saturday, Weeding Sunday


Spent Saturday at a family wedding. Sunday I weeded until it got too dark to see. Didn't leave much time for my not-so-regular Sunday Survey blogging.

Usually, when I'm pressed for time on a Sunday, I walk through the garden and take quick photos of all the blooming plants so that I can reconstruct the Sunday Survey at a later time. Sunday, I was on a weeding tear. Might still get around to reconstructing my bloom list for Sunday, but it's low on my priorities this week.

The wedding was a lot more fun than the weeding. The bride looked lovely. Saw some relatives that I rarely see, including one family that I hadn't seen in perhaps 35 years. My wife even got me out on the dance floor.

Tried to take some photos at the reception, but I was not happy with the weak flash on my little digital camera. It's a glorified point-and-shoot, but I was able to disable the flash and take some long exposure photos. Most look bad, but I got a few photos like the one above that captured the moment. Best photo captured the father of the bride looking at the bride and groom, across the dance floor. He's in the foreground, seated, hand on head, elbow on table. Since he wasn't moving around, he's in sharp focus while the bride and groom are just a bit fuzzy around the edges. They were in brighter light, and not dancing at the time, so they aren't blurry. I could not have staged a better shot.

Much as I'm proud of the photo, it doesn't seem right to post a recognizable photo of someone else on my blog. I would have posted a shot of Sunday's weed harvest, but I wasn't about to stop weeding to take a photo.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Baseball, Motherhood, and Apple pie


Well, I'm not sure where the apple pie fits into all of this, but BatGirl just announced that she's shutting down her Minnesota Twins blog. Seems that motherhood is getting in the way of blogging.

Less Stats, More Sass. Legovision replays of great moments in Twins baseball. Boyfriend of the Day. Sidney Ponson's diary.

Glad I got to enjoy it while it lasted. I'll miss it.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Six months

Somehow I believed that while my garden was dormant, this blog would spring to life. Apparently not.

Watching the garden come back this spring was a joy. I lost only a couple of plants to the winter. My toad lily was probably already doomed by being in poorly drained soil. I lost a big chunk of one of my newer bugleweed (ajuga reptans) plants -- not sure why, but it looked dried out. And there was a mum which had the misfortune of having a squirrel dig into its roots multiple times during the late fall. Not sure what that was about.

Of the potted plants that I threw into a holding bed in late fall, nearly all are thriving. The most vunerable of these -- painted ferns that I rescued from the yard waste site -- took their sweet time, but the third clump has finally started to unfurl new fronds.

The front boulevard garden has gone through several waves of flowers. First it was the daffodills. Then the poppies. Then the allium. Now the peonies. And the stella d'oro daylilies are just starting to flower along with my weedy variety of daisies.

No other flower generates comments like my poppies. The first blossom opened on May 14, and they continued to bloom through May 26. At the peak, I had 35 open blossoms. It seemed that every day I was outside, someone would stop to tell me how nice they looked, or ask what kind of flower they were, or ask if they could take some seed once the seedheads started to dry. I got these poppies from a neighbor a few years ago. They bloom earlier and more profusely in my boulevard garden than they do in her garden at the front of her house.

And that brings me to another favorite part of spring gardening: having an abundance of perennials to share with friends and neighbors. I've given away cranesbill, Siberian iris, strawberries, rhubarb, lamium, bee balm, yellow loosestrife, false sunflower (heliopsis helianthoides) and a few others. On the receiving end, I've gotten perennial bachelor buttons, white loosestrife, and a sickly, sun-starved azalea.

Spring projects: Move the compost bin from it's temporary site to a more permanent site along the fence. Undo last year's tomato bed and rebuild it lower, more in the center of the yard. Get rid of grass. Find homes for all the plants I bought while I had spring fever.

Summer projects: Build a stone wall to divide the patio/grass area from the vegetable garden area. Build a drain/rain garden for the northeast downspout. Build a path along the east side of the house.

And I'm doing a sun survey.

What's a sun survey? I'm using my digital camera to take multiple photos during the day mid May, mid June, and mid July to get a sense of where sun and shade fall across my whole yard. I want to put some shrubs in on the east side of the house -- where I get morning shade from the boulevard trees and afternoon shade from the house. But there are spots that get plenty of sun -- I just need to know how big those spots are. And there are spots that are somewhat sunny in April that are in deep shade most of the summer. My beds are set up accordingly, but I want to know more about the sun/shade mix in the marginal areas.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Why blog?

I didn't really set out to start a blog. I signed up with Blogger so that I could leave comments on the Althouse blog. After registering with Blogger, it didn't take much more to start my own blog, so click click, here it is.

But am I really a blogger? I don't think so. And that's fine with me. Perhaps it will turn into a blog, but for now, this is a place where I post some garden notes and the occasional short essay. If I ever unearth my old college notes, I'll post some more about Richard Mitchell and the Underground Grammarian.

If I wanted traffic, I'd pick a mundane thing and blog about it every day. Like that pencil blog. But I'm not after traffic. If I were, well, I'd be constantly violating that commandment about not coveting my neighbor's blog traffic.

Right now, I'm happy being a blog reader and leaving occasional comments on my favorite blogs. I'm most active at the Family Scholars Blog. There I'm part of a conversation -- which is what really appeals to me.

And that's what I think the best blogs are -- conversations between writers and readers. This blog is more like a conversation with myself. But done with the awareness that it's archived and accessible to anyone, anywhere. So while I will try to be honest, I won't be shining a light on the dark corners of my psyche.

The Althouse blog provides me with the kind of free-ranging conversation that I used to enjoy in college. Not so much opportunity for that in the life I lead now. I got a compliment from Ann today -- very nice. But if I cut and pasted it here, well, that would make me look like a suck up.

And the Althouse Man is not a suck up.