Masses of sunflowers emerging, this is going to be fun to watch.
The old hurts obviously still there, but I really am more stable than before the therappy. Flotsam bobs up, I write it out, move on. Heartening to be at maintenance, a trip, a wobble, but no fall, no crash. Memories of pain, vague aches, caution around the scars. As with my poor old back, over pampering early symptoms, but never get anywhere near the severity when at my worst.
And this is what I'm made of, not the sternest stuff, but sensitive, malleable. I'll always be sifting out incursions and inclusions, stuff sticks to me, and won't clear out. Life ebbs and flows, rests and grows, pushes & pulls.
No cases today, so I'm idle. Might hit 80˚F (26C) this afternoon. Snow tomorrow night. Ah, April.
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best way to be: malleable. i used to hold my sensitivity against me, but now i think it's who i am and wishing for a tougher exoskeleton is both impossible and self-defeating. better to embrace the self you have, and nurture it and learn how best to keep the bad stuff at bay.
I tried sunflowers a few times, the squirrels always get to them before they mature. Perhaps something I will try next year is to plant 200 seeds of them reasonably close together and see if the center ones survive.
Your post reminds me of this one of mine:
http://ceremonialsoup.blogspot.ca/2014/03/blimp-boat-boar.html
17C here today, warmest so far this spring. No snow forecasted for the next week at least.
pc,
I think I'm made of gooey, sticky stuff. Everything gets in it, and it's never clean.
Phil,
Are you saying I need some castor oil?
Yeah, the snails ate a lot of our sunflowers the last two years. I'm hoping to keep them off with caffeine this year. So far, it's working.
I don't know if there is anything to deter squirrels.
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