Paige is down. Okay really she runs like a crazy person, then coughs, runs, coughs some more and then crashes for an hour in "her" chair. We did sneak outside this morning to play in the "dirt". Really I want to say soil, apparently changing a lifetime of inappropriate word usage is more difficult than I realized. We both do better after some sun and fresh air. Paige and I worked on weeding her new moss garden.
Then we were off to pick up "the Beast", one of our two ailing cars. The beast, our van, was
ressurectable, not so for John's
Elentra which needs a new engine. Triage
occurred, I chose to make the repairs that were most affordable. After a two and a half hour visit with our favorite mechanic, Mr. Mike at Smitty's... it's a long, long story. One partially eaten baby ice cream cone with a smiley face thanks to Handel's and the littlest
Rappling and I were off to the doctor's. Diagnosis, pneumonia. Really? My head aches and not just from chasing Paige. Why does she have this much energy when she's this sick? Walking pneumonia, HA!!! Around here we're calling it running pneumonia. If only I had enough energy to keep up with her.
Here is my happiness for the day.....
Link to the
Container Gardening handout by M. Ross at
TBGLink to
St. Patrick's day craftinessa fun article on
Miner's Lettuce.
A special thanks to my sister Karen for sending these to me!
I love
purslane.... Olga introduced me to this tasty "weed" this summer. I love her! Really, who knew, this is edible. I never know what she'll start eating when we're working in the garden. Quite tasty, really, I promise it is.