After the 2022 Midterms . . .
When I wrote the last blog, the mid-terms were looming; apparently voter turn out was good. And America survived!
Some of my candidates won, most did not; one ballot issue passed, which I hoped would fail.*
Time to quit being such an opinionated clay pot! **
Life Goes On —along with the count
And as this tune resonates, I remembered some chores.
With help, I tidied up the flower beds for their winter’s repose and moved the pots of geraniums and Gerber daises to the relative shelter of the garage. Also we winterized the spigots.
No, I don’t always know what I am doing outside, but I sure have fun.
A neighbor gave me the name for a plant that has grown haphazardly for several seasons. tutoring me that all daisies are not the same: the same name isn’t always the same plant. (A truth with many applications, even outside of the garden?)
When I planted daisies similar to the ones I had in Dallas, I discovered this one I planted in 2016 was not the same plant. Its flowers are sweet, but its foliage raggedy.
In the spring and early summer it needed pruning!
Duh . . .
The good news is the Christmas Cactus is blooming somewhat ahead of itself, sans pruning.
And just when I could use a splash of new life! (The Story Behind the Christmas Cactus)
Wait — did I just say Christmas before I mentioned Thanksgiving (which is arriving two weeks earlier than I thought it should)?
Right now counts forever. R. C. SPROUL
After the mid-terms and the chores– It’s back to painting — and listening to good books . . . and trying to understand the times. I sure have collected some inspirational subjects!