Showing posts from February, 2011

Preparing for a Pretty Spring

I have a boat load of subjects to blog about, a 40 acre fire just 2 miles over, my mother-in-law having pneumonia, yep, a boat load. ; )
I will instead blog today about the pleasant time I spent with my granddaughter making a pretty hanging basket.
Today we started out with new potting soil.  I was able to buy Miracle Grow Potting soil for under 5 dollars...I used it. I had a beautiful black iron hanging basket.  The granddaughter loves petunias and the grandson loves how they smell.  It was a given, annual petunias with alyssum would fit the bill. 

Of course when you give a 3 year old a watering can you are never sure how it will turn out.

All finished and fertilized and blessed to grow. 

We will let you know how it turns out.

Just in Case You Were Wondering

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Just FYI.  ; )

Sharing a Slice of Life: Sports

Texasblu gave us the prompt at Sharing a Slice of Life to write about Sports.
This is hard for me.  I played on a soft ball team when I was in grade school for summer time activites.  Outfield...I was terrible at catching the ball.  It was my freshman year of College before I actually learned to swim.  I guess you would say I wasn't sports oriented.
I did play for the marching band and we did half time at every football game from Jr High through High School.  When I graduated, I actually felt a little at loss because, the sport didn't have an appeal to me other than as a band activity.

I don't know why I was never really a sports fan, because my mother and grandmother were avid sports fans.
I can remember my grandmother had a television schedule.  It went something like: Tuesday, bowling leagues, Saturday Baseball or Football or Basketball which ever season.  She had terrible degenerative arthritis and had a hard time walking.  It had started when she was in her teens.  I gu…