Category Archives: gardening

Pollyanna is booking tickets now…

Lyda here. Check out this list of Top 10 Places You Don’t Want to Visit.

My Zombie Army is packing to start off on a tour of these hot spots. Anyone want to go with?

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Pollyanna Gets Fairly Obscene

Lyda here. This is the third installment of my adventures at the Orange County Fair. If y’all are interested, here’s part one – fair animals and part two – fair fiber. Yes, I went to the fair in August, and it’s now the end of October. Let’s just say this whole post is a diversion from my fall. And I’m not talking about the season.

I only took two pictures of the quilting, both of the same of the award-winning quilt:

Blue ribbon quilt

Blue ribbon quilt

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This was a beautiful baby quilt. I even took a close up:

detail of blue ribbon quilt

detail of blue ribbon quilt

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I love the colors, the design, and the lavish quilting in golden thread. It was perfectly executed. Something to aspire to.

But I promised obscenity, and I’ll get there, y’all. Heading into the produce section, I saw that the fair has a huge… floral clock.

Time to flower...

Time to flower.

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Not as special as the clock in Quirm, but it did keep time. There were plenty of other plants as well. Including some weird vegetables.
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Like these mutants:
Yes, that is just one carrot on that plate...

Yes, that is just one carrot on that plate...

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And this terrifying plant:
Broccoli-Spinach

Broccoli-Spinach

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Now, that will REALLY scare the kids this Halloween.
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But this is what y’all are waiting for:
The mind boggles...

The mind boggles...

Pollyanna Celebrates Earth Day the Easy Way

Lyda here.

It’s “Hug Mother Earth” Day!

So, here are some things that can help the planet. You’ve probably heard them before. Most of them are no-brainers. No brains? Zombie Army sad.  Some of them save you money. Some of them are even fun!

1. Use reusable bags instead of paper or plastic. You can make your own – extra points for using stash or recycling material you already have. Remember the 70s purses made from old jeans?

Or you could buy bags, like the ones from Envirosax. Right now, they are giving away free shower timers if you buy a pouch of 5 bags.

Okay, I got this link from Laurie’s post today. Recycling ideas – what, doesn’t that count as earth-friendly? 

Quick, distract them: Look, ya’ll, they have piggie bags!

2. Plant something.

Plant a tree. But first – really think about what tree will be happy in that spot forever. How tall will it be? How deep will the roots grow, and how far will they stretch out? Will the tree flourish and grow there for a hundred years –  or will it have to be chopped down in five or ten years because it is threatening the foundation, or its roots are in the sewer pipes, or its branches are in the electric lines?Think about water consumption too. There are lots of drought-tolerant trees available.

Pick the right tree for your area and for the spot where you are planting it. The people at the nursery can help you. A tree deserves to have a long and happy life, and you make that happen by planting wisely.

Sorry, I get carried away. But I hate it when a tree gets cut down because someone didn’t think about all this.

Or plant a bush or two, or some seeds. Ya’ll know to use organic stuff in the garden too, right? Right. Grow some herbs in a pot. Put a plant on your desk. If you have a brown thumb, try succulents, which I’ve found are harder to kill (sadly, I have killed many plants in my life).

Be aware that some plants are poisonous to pets and kids. They often don’t say this on the label, so you have to look it up or ask.

ZOMBIE PROTECTION: As far as I know, there are no plants that are poisonous to zombies, but they can be detered somewhat by tall thick hedges with thorns.

In case zombie deterrance is a consideration in your area.

3. Reduce your energy use. Switch to long-lift bulbs. Yes, they cost more, so every time a bulb burns out, replace it with a long-life bulb.

Switch to rechargable batteries (we even have them for the video game controllers).

Do what your dad told you – Turn stuff off when you’re done. Including your computer and monitor at work. Every day.

4. This one is simple, but hard: BUY LESS. I admit to having problems when it comes to fabric and books, and we all know about yarn… But maybe we can cut back in other areas.

5. Use the library. I haven’t bought a magazine in a very long time, and I no longer have any subscriptions – instead, I check out a lot of magazines. My library has movies and music too. I buy fewer books this way, but my reading selection is wider because I browse the New Arrivals section.

6. Shop for used treasures at garage sales, thrift shops, and resale and consignment stores. You get more unique items, at better prices, it’s better for the planet – and it’s an adventure! Think of the blogging potential! Plus, your money is going to a family or a charity instead of one of the Evil Empires. If you can afford it, antiques are earth-friendly too!

7. Swap with friends. This should be easy for knitters, who are experts at doing this with yarn. Parents do it with kid’s stuff already, but it can be expanded to include kitchen gagets, books, music, whatever…

8. Save water. Turn off the water while you brush your teeth. Do full loads in the dishwasher (and let the dishes air dry). Do full loads in cold water in the washer (and only dry your clothes as much as they need, or hang them to dry – saves energy and is better for the clothes too). Give your yard only the water it needs – and don’t water the sidewalk. Reduce, reduce, reduce.

9. For women – consider a menstrual cup and/or cloth menstral pads.

Personally, I’m done with all that, but a hysterectomy is kind of an extreme way to reduce one’s footprint on the earth…

10. Here’s the one that embarrasses my kid the most which is a total bonus!: Scrounge.

In my neighborhood, Saturday and Sunday afternoons are prime scrounge times. People put “Free” signs on stuff that didn’t sell at their garage sale, or that they are getting rid of. Some apartment complexes are good for this too – people leave things by the dumpster when they move out, so the best time to check can be at the end of the month. I have friends who call this “dumpster diving” but I personally have not ever actually gotten into a dumpster. Just wanted to make that clear…

I have a long and proud history of scrounging. My first couch came from neighbors who were moving – they first got it the same way – and went off to a new home thanks to a “free” sign. That’s at least four homes for one couch and there were probably more. 

Six Degrees of Couch Ownership.

Okay, maybe not a proud history…

But think of how much I personally have kept out of landfills – Awesome!

Pollyanna Row Row Rows The Quilt

Lyda here. Worked on the Increasingly Inaccurately Named “Easy” Heart Quilt last night and most of today.

All the teeny tiny squares are now sewn together into rows.

I now have 36 rows of fabric.

Now, to iron all the seams (so many many seams), and then pin together the rows. And sew thirty-five more seams. At least these will be longer than two inches each.

Then I will have a quilt top. At that point, I will choose the backing fabric (at this point I’m thinking I’ll just use solid red, since it will be hanging against the wall but we shall see).

Which is good. Because I have all kinds of new ideas for the next quilting projects… I know, I know, I’ll never learn…

Today I also ventured out into the garden to do battle with the weeds. Scary, kids! I got most of the little garden cleared out, including dumping the dead stuff from the pots. Time to start fresh. Some of the plants in the ground survived the long dry winter – including the bush with the red flowers that has made it through all my gardening disasters so far. It’s a really resilent plant. I’ll see if I can find the name and add it here, in case there are any other neglectful  sporadic gardeners out there who need a shade plant.

Tomorrow, I will watch two movies – one has ZOMBIES! and the other is a chick flick, reviews to come – and work on the quilt. And also, run some errands. Like grocery shopping. ‘Cause Sith Masters demand food every single day. They are weird like that. All that non-fiber stuff can really interrupt the important crafting!

Pollyanna reveals the Mystery Movie of the Lost Weekend

Lyda here.

The truly horrible horror movie I watched during the Lost Weekend was….

drum roll please…

“The Dark Half”.

Ya’ll, this is a 1993 adaptation of a Stephen King novel of the same name, starring Timothy Hutton in the lead. It got good reviews. There’s a fan club and everything.

Maybe none of the reviewers or the fans are from the South…?

In other news:

The new back wall is now about chest-height. I’m hoping that they will keep working on it and make it be higher – 6 feet at least. The best part is The Twisted Tree is still standing and will not be cut down. Woo-hoo! The bush is still there too; it is a real survivor.

One of the hummingbirds was enjoying the nectar from both plants this morning as I sat out on the patio.

Peace returning…

Pollyanna Rainbow Sunshine plays with words

Lyda here. Speaking of messing about with the word “lobotomy”, and I believe we were… I came up with these and had to share with ya’ll:

Llama-tomy = brain trauma resulting from being separated from fiber for too long

Lambadomy = brain damage from too much salsa dancing

In other news….

The concrete brick wall is now five or six bricks high, and the tree is still standing. It has survived the disruption more gracefully than I have.

The Resident Sith Master’s friends started school this week, so it may be a bit quieter in the evenings now that they have homework too.

And this week’s official Best News In The Universe Of Space And Time:

drum roll please…

Second Son “Chuck Norris” coming home!!

He’s moving back and he’ll be here this weekend, although we won’t see him right away. I guess his “real” mom gets first shot… but soon, he’ll be able to visit, and then

Let the wild rumpus start!!

Pollyanna and the Meandering of Thursday

Lyda here. I feel a compulsion to write a post, even though I don’t really have anything to say. But then, as Anna-Liza will tell you, I’ve never let that stop me…

“To blog, or not to blog, that is the question…”

The Twisted Tree was still standing when I got home last night. I’m starting to hope that maybe it won’t be cut down after all. But I’m afraid to believe, because then it will hurt all the more if they do cut it down.

I’ve spent a lot of my time being afraid. Afraid to believe. Afraid to trust. Afraid to try. Afraid of what others will think.

Yeah, that old enemy.

Anna-Liza bought me a book years ago, “Getting in Touch with Your Inner Bitch” by Elizabeth Hilts. You need to read this book if you answer “yes” to one of these questions: “1) Have you ever wanted to give someone a piece of your mind and eaten a piece of cake instead? 2) How about the whole cake?”

I have read it so many times that it’s falling apart. I pull it out when I’ve been being too nice. ‘Cause too much nice and soon a lady finds herself in her nightgown in the middle of the street, screaming at the top of her lungs. At which point they may take away my pointy sticks.

Marge Simpson knows what I’m talking about here.

“How do I blog thee, let me count the posts…”

Afraid to believe… in anything, sometimes. Douglas Adams called it “The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul.”

There have been times when I didn’t believe that the sun would come up again. Ya’ll know what I’m talking about here. And yet, somehow, it always did.

Now I find it comforting to know that even when I can’t see the sun, it’s still there, blazing away in space.

“You don’t have to see something to know it exists.” (Movie title, Marin? Starred Tim Allen…)

One of my school books said that the sky is always there. Sometimes it’s covered with clouds, but the blue sky is always there.

“I blog, therefore I am.”

Afraid to trust… oh, trust is a scary one. Trust a man and he could hurt me. Trust is something that I’ve often given too soon and later paid the price.

In school, I learned about “discernment.” Not rejecting anyone out of hand, but discerning whom I prefer to spend time with and what I choose to share with them. I can now look inside and say, “Am I interested in getting to know him better?”

Believe me, this is a A Giant Leap for Lydakind. I lived for a long time in Just a Girl Who “Cain’t Say No” Land. Ya’ll maybe know what I’m talking about here.

Suddenly this year, I saw that trust can be built over time. Hey, I hear that relationships can be built over time too. I’m interested in trying this out, instead of demanding that they spring full-blown from Zeus’ forehead, or wherever the hell I thought they came from.

“I’ll blog it my way…”

 Afraid to try… So we come to this one. Am I brave enough to try again? Can I truly sing: “I’m ready to take a chance again…”?

“That’s pretty brave talk for a one-eyed fat man.” Hey, in that movie, the guy who said that got his hat handed to him by none other than John Wayne.

If John can do it, so can I.

Line forms to the right. Those bearing gifts go to the front of the line.

But this time, you must pass the Gauntlet of the Knittas before you get a key to the castle.

Be warned! There be Pointy Sticks here, matey! Argh!