These sweetpeas morning glories look like nice flowers, don’t they?

Yes, yes. I know that I tend to have a laissez-faire gardening philosophy. Some other jack-booted gardeners would have whipped them into lovely submission long before now.

In fact, I had plans of an elaborate trellis system to allow them to climb up to the second floor of the house, where they clearly want to be. It’s still on the spring “to do” list, which has become the “didn’t get done” list. I did, at least, keep them from swallowing the lilac that is trying its best to share the space with them.

But still, they are lovely, yes?

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Well, here’s the thing. These sweet looking sweetpeas morning glories are not content to dominate this corner of my garden. Like some over-charged Hollywood movie star, they want it all!

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They decided to try and beautify this large pile of sticks and weeds that I shared a while back as one of my True Confessions series.

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They seem to think the compost bin is a fine place to put down roots as well.

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Here they are trying to get into the door of my laundry room. Fortunately, we don’t really use this door. Can you tell? (And did you notice that I called this “MY” laundry room? That’s not because I’m the only one with laundry to do, by the way.)

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They are also trying to get in the house through the kitchen window.

“Hummm. This orchid looks like it could use some sweetpea morning glory company.”

Let this be a warning to you. If you like sweepeas, well, you better LOVE sweetpeas morning glories or be prepared to put on those jack boots and get out your torture equipment.

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July 24th, 2010

It was nearly 100 degrees while I was working outside today. I have a sliver of wood in my big toe, poison ivy and am covered in bug bites. Sometimes I think I need an easier hobby.

Robin

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June 24th, 2010

Holy moly, it’s hot. I was just outside providing drought assistance to the suffering greenery. Now excuse me while I cower here in the air conditioning for a bit before making dinner.

It has been such a busy work week. I have been chained to the desk. I can’t wait until the weekend. I have tomatoes to stake, flowers to plant, garlic to harvest, strawberries to keep in control, some clipping and pruning and, who can forget, weeding!

My friend Helen Yoest, from Gardening With Confidence, will be here in about 10 days. I plan to pick her brain and get advice about some real problem areas here. I was hoping for more time to prepare for an esteemed guest, but that’s just not to be. She’ll have to take me as I am.

I hope you’re all keeping cool.

Robin

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June 17th, 2010

You can’t pick up the newspaper or turn on the television without hearing more about the Gulf Coast oil disaster.

The wildlife population will be devastated for years, perhaps decades, to come. You can help with the conservation, monitoring and aid to the birds by donating to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. This is the top school and science center for birds in the U.S. and sponsor of many, many programs, including citizen scientist-type programs. If you cannot afford to donate, it’s a great place to just be informed or to get involved through volunteer activities you can do in your own back yard.

Robin

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May 26th, 2010

Tonight I am grateful for the internets.

Over dinner we were talking about blast-from-the-past music and then blast-from-the-past comedy. Harry and I explained how we would play stacks of 45s on the turntable to my 19-year-old son. And I remembered my parents’ Dick Newhart album and “Driving Instructor.”  And while we were talking about old comedy, who can forget, George Carlin’s “Seven Dirty Words?” Ah, the things I am teaching my 19-year-old son! Yes, I taught him about seven dirty words!

I am also grateful that the chickens had walkabout time without destroying my garden this afternoon.

And I am grateful for that arms and shoulders P90X workout, although I will be sore again tomorrow.

Live the dream,

Robin

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