I’ve been chained to my desk lately. Learning a new job, keeping up [not!] with submissions to DessertStalking, and the working at the new job have conspired to give me little spare time this last month or so. By the end of the day, I have no creative spark left in me. I’m tired of thinking, and tired of doing and just plain tired. So we sit out on the porch and watch night fall. A pretty awesome way to end a day, if you ask me. [straight out of the camera shot]The job, while not difficult, does include a lot of little details, but it is getting easier every day. Yesterday morning, the garden looked too inviting to pass up, so I ran out there in my jammies and grabbed a few shots before beginning the rest of my day. The dry weather we had in May is really showing up in the daylilies now. Even though we have a well, and a very abundant water supply, I have this thing about watering established plants, and feeling like I am babying them too much. I think you should plant what is going to prosper wherever you live, without having to drag out the hose to keep them from falling over dead if we go a few weeks with no rain. But…… right now I am feeling a little remorse, because things could be blooming a little better. It’s all relative though.
H. ‘Quilt Patch’Because once they all start blooming, it is difficult to believe they could be any more beautiful than they are.
H. ‘Night Beacon’ If watching the sun go down is the best way to end the day, I can think of no better way to begin one, than to wander around out here for awhile.
H. ‘Bountiful Valley’And it’s not just daylilies around here – this is growing in a pot, along with some rosemary. I like to keep some herbs growing close to the house, in easy reach when I need them. I love brushing past the rosemary while I’m working out there, releasing the frangrance and getting me thinking about what veggies in the garden might be happy to share a plate with some rosemary at dinner tonight. The plant with the little yellow flowers is called Biden’s Ferulifolia, ‘Peter’s Gold Carpet’, and I got it for a buck at an end of season sale. It looks happy that I brought it home with me, doesn’t it?Now that things are calming down for me a bit, I will have a little more time to cook, and to take more photos and no doubt to come here jabber about this and that. Hope you have a great day – now, it’s back to work for me.
Away from my desk
Riley and the 4th of July
Before it got up to Ninety-eleven and a half today, when I was sitting on the porch, enjoying a nice cup of coffee, I realized someone was staring at me.
Me: Can I do something for you?
Riley: Yes. May I borrow your phone?
Me: My phone? You want to borrow my phone? Why?
Riley: I need to make a call – why else would I need a phone?
Me: I don’t even try to guess these things anymore. Pray, tell – who do you need to call?
Riley: I want to call the cops.Me: The cops? Why would you call the cops?
Riley: I want to call and report those people over there.
Me: Those people are our neighbors – why would you call the cops on them?
Riley: Every year, it is the same thing. On July 4th, they spend hours, setting off fireworks. I don’t like fireworks.Me: Well I’m sorry about that, but you can’t call the cops, buddy.
Riley: Fireworks are illegal in the state of New York. I looked it up! Those people should be in jail, I think. It’s just not right.
Me: It is a fairly minor crime, really.
Riley: It’s not minor to me! Fireworks scare the crap out of me! They are illegal, and they shouldn’t set them off, and the cops should come and arrest them. Me: I can see why you are upset, but there is not point in calling the cops now – they aren’t setting off fireworks anymore, because it is morning now.
Riley: You people – you always stick together.
Me: Sorry – it is probably over now, until next year.Riley: I hate the 4th of July.
Promises, promises…
Well hi there! Things have been crazy the past few weeks. If you’ve hung around here for long you know that I work from home, at a variety of different jobs. For a couple of years, I have done a lot of writing work, but that has not been very reliable lately. Independent contractors working from home are always having to make decisions about what they will do. Will this job last longer than that one? Is it possible to make good money doing this? Companies want good people. so they sometimes exaggerate the details about a job. Companies lose contracts, need fewer people suddenly or the hours available can change drastically from one week to the next – and maybe never go back to the ones that fit into your life. You never know what is coming.
One of the main types of work at home jobs out there are in customer service. A lot of major companies use work at home virtual call center peeps. You think you are calling a place where there are ranks of people, sitting in little cubicles, waiting to take your call about your cell phone service, your appliance repair appointment or your credit card. And maybe you are. Or you may be calling someone sitting at home in their jammies. Like me, for instance. Anyway – I finally decided it was time to go back to something a little more reliable and took a job with a company I worked for a few years ago – back to customer service. I’ve been in training classes for the last 7 days and have 3 more to go. This kind of training does not play to my strengths at all, and while I understand the need to train everyone the same, I get to end of the day wanting to nuke the whole internet and everyone on it. [3 more days 3 more days 3 more days] Grouchy.
But, before that hellish 6 hours rolls around, I slurp down a quick cup of coffee and go out to work in the garden. It makes up for a lot of aggravation later on, to hang out with these little babies, and imagine what they will look like when their promise is realized in a few more days. Which is prettier? The buds, or the full blown flowers? A matter of taste, and maybe of mood or attitude.Sweet sweet sweetFortunately, unlike me with my job dilemma, you don’t have to choose. Love the buds now, the blooms later. And if you have a spare moment, you could send up a little prayer for my sanity, tattered and abused though it may be. It’s the only sanity I’ve got, and I’m hoping to have at least a few shreds left on Friday. Thank you for calling – how can I help you today :)
Now, where was I?
Yeah – took a little blogging stay-cation for the past couple weeks. We didn’t go anyplace, or have company. The project I was working on finished up, so I’ve been between jobs – can’t blame the lack of posts on work. My other blogs weren’t keeping me from here, but something has been taking up all my time. It’s out here.That is the first daylily to bloom this year – “Moonlight Masquerade”. It will soon have a lot of company out there in the front garden, but for today it’s the only one.
Then there is the shade garden, out back. This is a trolius blossom.This flower scape is on a baby hosta, but it’s called “Big Daddy” so I’m thinking in a few years it won’t be so small.I love the leaves on this one – “Regal Standard”. It is one of the first hostas I planted after we got the new house, and it just keeps getting bigger every year.I started a class today, for a new job – one that is going to keep really busy for the rest of the summer. So, I wanted to spend every minute I could out here, getting things in good shape, while I had the time. This is a sedum, called “Acre” – probably the most common one. I love it though – it is growing everywhere, and lights up everyplace it decides to grow.After 7 years, the front garden it finally starting to look the way I’ve been seeing it in my head. [this is a Meadow Fritillary, on a “Sunset” coneflower] It has been a lot of work, but I could not be happier.Later this week, I will show you what I mean… You will forgive me for playing hookie, I bet.