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Turn, turn, turn

the front of my house(click any picture to embiggen)

Some of you already know the story of my neighbor, Mr. Connelly. But it always deserves to be said again.

Mr. Connelly is about 80 years old. Of course, I have thought he was 80 since we moved into this house and that was almost 22 years ago now. About 12 or 15 (?)  years ago he started to plant dahlias. Dahlias are a beautiful flower but oh so much work. Not only do they have to be planted, they are not winter tolerant in our zone so they have to be dug up every fall, split apart, stored for the winter  and planted again in the fspring. I have planted dahlias before (About 3 of them). They remain part of the soil, may they RIP.  They are a HUGE amount of work.
Every year, Mr. Connelly would have more and more dahlias until they filled up every inch of yard that he has. Lucky us.  The picture above shows my house  in blue with a yard full of dahlias in front. Let me tell you, there is no better way to have a yard full of flowers than to have your neighbor plant them. I do the enjoying. And I must say that I am darned good at it! 🙂

This past winter, I did not see Mr. Connelly for a long time. He is usually outside bright and early every single morning all year round.  After a month or so of not seeing him, I knew something wasn’t right. His son informed me that he had been in the hospital for quite a while and then went to rehab. He had “everything” wrong with him. Whatever that meant. It didn’t sound good.

Mr. Connelly finally came home in the early spring. We had a pretty horrible spring here so there was no good planting time. When I saw him trying to get around with a walker, I knew that perhaps this would be the year without a dahlia. Made me a little sad, I have to admit. I imagined how hard it would be for Mr. Connelly to have a summer with out beautiful flowers.

His family stepped in, as sometimes they do. His son and his niece did a HUGE amount of work to get the dahlias planted and maintained. By the end of the summer, Mr. Connelly was out puttering around in the garden without his walker but still not strong enough to do all that work himself. I’m not sure how many summers he has left or how long his family will take on the herculean task of the garden, but I did enjoy it so. Not as much as Mr. Connelly of course, but it sure is nice to have a view like mine in the summer.

But to everything, there is a season and the freeze will inevitably be here. The dahlias die immediately upon the first frost. The race is then on to cut the stalks and lift the bulbs. Thousands and thousands of them.

That’s what they did today. Another season has come and gone, the dahlias just a sweet memory now.

To everything there is a season

I hope to see them another year!

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Moose and lily on a vacation

Did you think I had forgotten you? I did not. Ever. Don’t ever think that!
🙂

The start of my 2 week vacation (staycation like usual) has brought the humid weather along with it. I’d like to say a polite “no  thank you” to that, if you don’t mind, Mother Nature. This cold and rainy spring/summer has taught me one important lesson about myself: I could indeed move to Seattle/Vancouver and be happy in the rain. Of course, all of my friends and relatives will be moving with me, you know who you are. There will be quite a coast shift going on if this happens!

I started my Christmas knitting which amazes me as much as you.

I'm in the mood for glove....Let the glove puns commence.

I'm in the mood for glove....Let the glove puns commence.

Annemor #7 from Selbuvotter:  Biography of a Knitting Tradition in various alpaca yarns, my go to mitten/glove yarn. The antlers need a bit of blocking attention, they seem a bit POOFY to me but overall I am happy with them. So far. But that pinky? Cripes all mighty. The pattern lacks certain instructions that make sense in that department. I am not happy with the pinky and will be ripping it out and starting over. Only the pinky, don’t get nervous. The biggest problem is that the chart does not match the stitches that she says to put on the needles. So, I dealt with it, chose another finger pattern and carried on. But the pinky is a bit small, fitting me perfectly. While I have non small everything else, I do have small ish hands and if they fit me they will be too small for my friend.

I never thought I would knit a moose in my life but yet, here we go. And I’m loving every minute of it.

There will be many a vacation moment spent on my porch with moose. That is my vacation goal, one I think I can meet.

And there are flowers:

Lilies to be exact. I am in love with a lily. I never really cared for them before but this one has me enchanted. My Mom gave me the bulb a couple of years ago and it’s not put on much of a show. Until this year. It must love the extreme watering it got!

Mystery lily. I wish I could remember the variety

Mystery lily. I wish I could remember the variety

beauty

beauty

What’s new with you while I was blog incapacitated?

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Not dead

I have always wanted to grow my own vegetables. To me, there is nothing in the world like fresh veggies. But new this year? I have accepted the fact that:
1. I don’t like to grow vegetables
2. I don’t have the room to grow veg
and
3. I don’t have the sun to grow them properly.
So I’ve decided to throw myself into growing the flowering plants that I love so much. Lilacs, peonies, iris, tulips, hydrangeas and more hydrangeas! That’s what I am about this year! I am embracing the flower lover within.
But I will be purchasing plenty of fresh veggies from my favorite local farmstand, don’t worry. There might even be a bit of veg begging from my favorite organic gardener, we’ll see.

I love this time of year

I love this time of year

In other news:

I hope you are sitting down. I am knitting a sock. I have been sick as of late, a horrible cold and I’m not saying that is the reason but…it has been a while.

knitting a sock. Not such an uncommon event. Unless you are ME.

knitting a sock. Not such an uncommon event. Unless you are ME.

Actual sock knitting:

Yarn: Sundara Autumn seasons, colorway Roasted Persimmon over green papaya.

Pattern: the wonderful Jane’s Hedgerow pattern. (That is a ravelry link. If you are not a member, I’ll send you another link. Just ask)

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CSI (Cats, shoes and iris)

I don't pee on the floor anymore! Mom says that is progress

I don't pee on the floor anymore! Mom says that is progress

Myron

I still chase Myron. But I'm quite the love bug, or so Mom says!

I still chase Myron. But I'm quite the love bug, or so Mom says!

Mitchell

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New shoes:

Comfy, cute and perfect for summer!

Comfy, cute and perfect for summer!

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And Iris, blooming in my yard!

A good year to be an iris

A good year to be an iris

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And cupcake talk to boot!
I decided to make Martha Stewart’s Strawberry cupcakes with strawberry buttercream icing. Notice the picture at the link. The cupcakes were a small disaster. Not a huge disaster, but one that went on a different path than I expected. They were not very pretty and not very cupcakey. But more like a cake with fruit. Delicious in their own right. But not a cupcake in the traditional sense.

The buttercream frosting? I am telling you that it was so beautiful and so delicious it would make you weep. I kid you not. It was the best frosting I had ever made.  A bit labor intensive but worth it. And then? I put the strawberries in the mixing bowl. Holy frosting, Batman! I have never seen something change texture so fast as that. It went from a masterpiece to something that needed to go as quickly as possible to the trash can, curdled and awful looking. I shut the mixer off and gazed, disbelieving into the bowl. Disgusted, I left it there for a little while. I went back a while later and tried to whip it more.
No dice. It was beyond saving. I guess it was just the healthy eating gods trying to convince me that frosting is evil. Check mate, then.

I may write to Martha and seek her advice on that one. (I wonder if she’d answer me?)

But more importantly? I have stewed enough about my lack of cake making skills that I am now thinking of enrolling in the Cambridge School of Culinary Arts Techniques of Baking series.

Take that, frosting!

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Lilac season

How I love my lilacs!

How I love my lilacs!

“In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-washed palings,
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle -and from this bush in the dooryard,
With delicate-coloured blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
A sprig with its flower I break.”

~~From When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom by Walt Whitman

the tallest of them all!

the tallest of them all!

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