Saturday, May 14, 2011
I tended the small garden plot, performed the annual irrigation check (giving rise to tonight's rain, no doubt), made a few repairs, and planted a few tomatoes, alyssums, and marigolds. A month ago I pulled the offspring of the summer wild ones, and I haven't seen too many since, which was a relief until I wondered if there was another less desireable reason why the ground is more barren than usual. It was confirmed that the land had been sprayed with herbicide. My heart sank with dismay. Time to extract the skeletal carcasses, heal the land with compost, replant, and post "no poison" signs. Bah.
Been awhile since I've traveled. So I go vicariously, over oceans through the sky. 14g of merino were spun on the Kundert perpetual motion spindle before and after gardening. 7g of cobalt-blue merino were spun woolen and andean-plied. Similarly, 7g total of the cobalt-blue and turquoise (equal amounts of each color) were produced. These are calm oceans and clear skies viewed on a sunny day.