I take my first board exam (USMLE 1) on June 17th. To prepare, I got an study carrel in the library. It’s about the size of a closet, but has a window and a lock and I love it. Believe it or not, but sometimes it’s hard to focus at home around Mr. Needs-All-My-Attention. The space is a little drab, so I planted some wheat grass. And now I take study breaks like this:
All winter I’ve been asking myself what do to with that shady alley between the sun room and the garage? It gets little to no direct sun, but is a spot we look at quite a bit. Shade garden?
Grisha’s tomatoes sprouted up all around them. None of mine grew. I put in the fridge to “induce winter” and removed them a few weeks later – nada, nothing, nilch. It’s been about a month now, so do I give up?
In the meantime, I sought quick success in making cement orbs for the garden. I was inspired by this nook and this entrance way. The Habitat ReStore had 4 glass bulbs for $1 each. I hastily filled them with cement, no measuring, no rhyme, no reason. In fact, I ran out of cement in the middle and had to run to the store to get more.
A week later I put them in a bag and then put that bag in a box and then hammered away.
Did it work? Eh. I apparently did not buy the same kind of cement, so one of the orbs is two-toned. Three are sort of crumbly in areas and one is perfectly smooth. That makes this a 25% success rate, which beats my seedlings.
What gardening endeavor has a 100% success rate so far? OUR ALLIUMS. I dream of lining the front of our house with allium, but when I got 10 bulbs for my birthday I worried that the front is too shady. I planted 3 test-bulbs in the front and 7 beside the driveway. And you know what – they all sprouted!
You have probably heard that North Carolina got some snow on Wednesday and it was kind of a disaster. Cancelled UNC-Duke game, hundreds of cars abandoned after sliding off the road, this girl’s 7-hour journey home (thank you Chapel Hill Transit for braving those conditions). The bright side? The snow totally masks the blue undertones of our house and makes it the shade of gray we were aiming for.
Grisha harvested our last crop before North Carolina’s epic 2 inches of snow last week. I ate the entire crop in one sitting. Were carrots worth the wait? Worth the heartbreak of sacrificing one every few weeks to see how they were doing and feel a stab of disappointment, only to forget you planted them and find them gloriously orange and tangy? Absolutely.
We picked Oliver up from the kennel. His report card was outstanding, with one exception: food. He refused to eat or finish his meals. We realized that it’s probably because they don’t feed him the same way we do. Below is a typical Oliver meal. It happens twice a day and includes an endless combination of tricks, hiding spots and knots to slow him down.
To another year of absurd new traditions!