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Today’s Gardening Lesson

April 10, 2017 at 9:17 am by Claudia

Class, today’s lesson is about the mercurial nature of garden plants; i.e., those plants that seemed to be thriving, then didn’t. Then did.

Case(s) in point:

This tulip, planted long ago by a former owner of the cottage, pops up every year. Last year? Nothing – not even a leaf – leaving me to conclude that it had met its maker. Thankfully, it’s back.

Or these hyacinths, normally blessing us with beautiful and fragrant flowers. Last year, the leaves appeared but there were no blooms. Yours truly thought that maybe they were reaching the end of their time here. (I discovered them while digging a garden bed on the other side of the cottage. They had flipped over under the ground, so they weren’t producing anything at all. I replanted them in the big garden bed and discovered the mystery bulbs were hyacinths.) Anyway, back to the subject at hand – this year there are blooms.

Or this oriental poppy, which usually provides the most vivid orange and purple flowers in the spring. Last year, it simply didn’t appear. Not even a leaf. This year, it’s back.

My conclusion: Last year’s winter was very mild. If you remember, we didn’t use the snow blower once. No snow pack to speak of at all. This year’s winter was another story entirely. Lots of snow, lots of cold weather. Therefore, I posit that these plants need a cold winter with the requisite snow pack to thrive in the spring.

End of class.

Really, I was thrilled when I saw these babies yesterday. I knew that the leaves of the hyacinth had broken ground, but not until I had the chance to examine them more closely did I see the flower buds. I started cleaning out the garden beds yesterday, raking the leaves/mulch that I leave there during the winter. That’s when I saw the tulip leaf. And there are tiny bits of hosta breaking the ground, catmint, bee balm, sedum, grasses and crown vetch as well.

I started off cleaning off the porch, sweeping and organizing everything. Then I raked the garden bed closest to the porch, filling the tarp with leaves, lugging it up to the area behind the shed. Then I moved on to the big garden bed. I got about 3/4 of the way through it when my back started complaining, so I stopped for the day. There’s a lot of work to be done out there, but I must say it feels so good to be working outside again!

Lilac buds.

Daffodils coming up on the edge of the woods.

More egg cups – the rooster on the left in another one made by Fanny Farmer, you can see the word Fanny on the base. It’s very heavy and was made by McCoy. A bunny, chick, duck, goose and another rooster on the right. The wooden man and woman set was a gift from a reader of this blog. The eggs are salt and pepper shakers. And the egg cup in the middle is from Prague (from Don.)

Congratulations to Jeannine, who is the winner of a copy of English Roses!

Happy Monday.

Filed Under: egg cups, flowers, garden, giveaway 34 Comments

Cuteness

April 8, 2017 at 7:00 am by Claudia

A quick post this morning as I have to head off to Manhattan, and a trip to Manhattan, even to simply watch a matinee and come back home again, involves a lot of time commuting. I don’t wish I lived in NYC, but at times like these, I miss being able to hop on the subway to get to my destination quickly.

I went to an antique store yesterday and decided to buy this little number. I have no idea what I’m going to do with it and have a wee bit of buyers remorse this morning, but only a wee bit.

Sewing machine drawers. I see them all the time and am never tempted to buy them. But this seller painted them this lovely shade of green and – the kicker – the drawer pulls are bunnies. I mean, come on! She had me at the bunnies.

They smell musty, so as soon as the weather cooperates, I’ll put them on the porch to air out a bit. In the meantime, I’ve put a little container of baking soda inside them.

Cute, right?

Egg cups in the den. On the top row: an artist bunny painting his egg, Humpty Dumpty (with an egg from Prague as his crown). Second row: another Humpty Dumpty (the head is a salt shaker), a little cherub holding an egg, and a pig getting ready to dine on an egg. Bottom Row: My two Disney egg cups (they’re very hard to find) and a little cowboy. Plus little wooden ducks and a lamb.

I found the shelves several years ago in a little antique shop.

Okay. I’m off to take a shower.

Happy Saturday.

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Adventures in Torrential Rain: Sump Pump Edition

April 7, 2017 at 9:12 am by Claudia

Egg cups for Friday. The angry looking chick on the left was a gift from my mom. Two beautiful transferware egg cups on the left and right. The egg cup with the feet is Walking Ware from England. A beautiful blue ironstone egg cup in the middle – old and very heavy. An egg cup from Prague – a gift from my husband, along with the handprinted egg (also from Prague.) The bear egg cup was a recent gift from my dear friend Lynne and Sean. And the wood and porcelain egg cup was a gift from my Mom. The painting is by my friend Christie Repasy.

Yesterday’s “adventure” – We had torrential rains yesterday, as did a lot of the country. Endless, most of the day, and at times, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Late in the afternoon, while listening to something on the radio, I realized I was hearing something loud. It was the sump pump, which wasn’t stopping after pumping water out of our 1891 basement (entered from the outside, and sort of spooky).

So, I grabbed my rain slicker, put on my muck boots and braved the outside. I moved the stones that hold the tarp down (which covers the old wooden door) and I carefully went down the stairs and sure enough, it was the sump pump. I got it to stop. Then I stayed down there for quite a while to see if it would reengage and stop on its own. It did. There was a lot of water in the basement.

Back up the steps. Closed the door. Put the tarp back over the door. Went inside. Took off boots. Happened to look through the kitchen window and realized that water was flooding the street from the section of culvert that is just to the left of our driveway. Amazingly, a big sofa cushion that I had seen way down the street (apparently fell off someone’s car) earlier in the day, was now being sucked into the culvert drain and the water had nowhere to go but the street. It was way too big to actually move through that pipe, so it just stayed there, blocking the path of the water.

Back into my slicker and boots. I walked down the driveway, figured out where I needed to stand to reach the cushion, and, in the midst of rush hour traffic, grabbed the cushion. The suction was so strong that I could hardly move it, but after several tugs, I managed to pull it away from the culvert. It was so heavy and so wet that I had to drag it to the side of the mailbox, where it still is. (Not only is it big and awkward, it’s ugly.)

Back inside. It wasn’t long before the damn sump pump got stuck once again. This happened at least four more times. I don’t know whether it’s starting to fail or if something was in the way that kept the float from dropping. I even walked around to the side of the house to see if the pipe was clogged. No. I unplugged it, but then thought the better of it as the rain had stopped and the amount of water headed toward the sump pump had greatly decreased.

I’ll have our oil guy, who is also a plumber, look at it.

Oy. What a day.

Don, this is why I need you here.

Happy Friday.

 

 

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