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wcg) wrote2025-11-01 12:06 am
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Happy Kalends of Novembris! Are you ready for the Mercatus Plebeii?
Happy Kalends of Novembris! Are you ready for the Mercatus Plebeii?
pegkerr (pegkerr) wrote2025-10-31 12:36 pm
pegkerr) wrote2025-10-31 12:36 pm
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2025 52 Card Project: Week 43: Cleanup
It's time to put the garden to bed.
These chores get a little more difficult every year. Thank heavens for my garden kneeling bench, but I feel the ache in my joints a little more every time I go through the process of pulling up dead plants, raking, and putting the hose and tools away for the winter. But it is immensely satisfying to get it all done.
Image description: a rather forlorn-looking concrete patio with emptied planters. Several paper bags full of yard waste are in the foreground. The background, above, shows a red garden leaf rake gathering up leaves. Top: a shovel and garden rake.
Cleanup
Click on the links to see the 2025, 2024, 2023, 2022 and 2021 52 Card Project galleries.
These chores get a little more difficult every year. Thank heavens for my garden kneeling bench, but I feel the ache in my joints a little more every time I go through the process of pulling up dead plants, raking, and putting the hose and tools away for the winter. But it is immensely satisfying to get it all done.
Image description: a rather forlorn-looking concrete patio with emptied planters. Several paper bags full of yard waste are in the foreground. The background, above, shows a red garden leaf rake gathering up leaves. Top: a shovel and garden rake.
Click on the links to see the 2025, 2024, 2023, 2022 and 2021 52 Card Project galleries.
pegkerr (pegkerr) wrote2025-10-24 12:12 pm
pegkerr) wrote2025-10-24 12:12 pm
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2025 52 Card Project: Week 42: Quiet
This was one of those weeks that had me wondering, "What was this week about? What can I do for my collage?"
I had a hard time coming up with anything. The week was uneventful, and I have been feeling quiet inside. A little subdued, maybe.
The cold is starting to settle in, and I see frost on the grass in the mornings now.
I have been drinking hibiscus tea to try to bring my blood pressure down a bit.
Fiona and M came over for a visit last Sunday. Poor Fiona was so exhausted (hard work digging trenches during the day, welding classes in the evening, and up with a screaming baby at night), and so after I fed her apple pastries, I told her to go upstairs and take a nap on my bed while I hung out with M.
Babies are oblivious to schedules and deadlines. They live in the moment. I sang songs to her and let her stand on my thighs and bounce up and down (she has Strong Opinions and Takes Umbrage at traditional baby holds. No, no, no. She wants to stand). She fussed for a while until I gave her a bottle and let her sleep. I stared at her for half an hour, just drinking in her presence and enjoying the quiet, until Fiona awoke and came downstairs again, looking sleepy.
"Thanks," she said.
"Anytime," I told her. "Come back again to rest anytime."
Image description: A hand holds a brown leaf up against the sun. Top: a woman's hand cradles a baby's hand. Lower right corner: a cup of hibiscus tea with a slice of lemon floating on the surface of the tea. Semi-transparent overlay: frost on the grass.
Quiet
Click on the links to see the 2025, 2024, 2023, 2022 and 2021 52 Card Project galleries.
I had a hard time coming up with anything. The week was uneventful, and I have been feeling quiet inside. A little subdued, maybe.
The cold is starting to settle in, and I see frost on the grass in the mornings now.
I have been drinking hibiscus tea to try to bring my blood pressure down a bit.
Fiona and M came over for a visit last Sunday. Poor Fiona was so exhausted (hard work digging trenches during the day, welding classes in the evening, and up with a screaming baby at night), and so after I fed her apple pastries, I told her to go upstairs and take a nap on my bed while I hung out with M.
Babies are oblivious to schedules and deadlines. They live in the moment. I sang songs to her and let her stand on my thighs and bounce up and down (she has Strong Opinions and Takes Umbrage at traditional baby holds. No, no, no. She wants to stand). She fussed for a while until I gave her a bottle and let her sleep. I stared at her for half an hour, just drinking in her presence and enjoying the quiet, until Fiona awoke and came downstairs again, looking sleepy.
"Thanks," she said.
"Anytime," I told her. "Come back again to rest anytime."
Image description: A hand holds a brown leaf up against the sun. Top: a woman's hand cradles a baby's hand. Lower right corner: a cup of hibiscus tea with a slice of lemon floating on the surface of the tea. Semi-transparent overlay: frost on the grass.
Click on the links to see the 2025, 2024, 2023, 2022 and 2021 52 Card Project galleries.