Thursday, May 8, 2014

Moving flowers...sloooowly

Here's my day. I'm relocating the Black Eyed Susans. They're pretty, but, they just spread like wildfire and they're just too big near the house. So, I'm moving them to the back fence where they can take over. It's raining today, so that's perfect for moving plants. If anyone in town here wants some, come on over. I was planning on moving three loads today, but, I was delusional. One will have to do. It's hard for me to get it into my head that I can no longer work like a horse. I love working. But, I don't want to hurt myself. This is heavy work. I do take lots of breaks.





This is my constant companion. Old Hap. He must be ancient. He was dumped here when Casey J was still a little girl. He's got to be over 20. He used to be magnificent, the king of Guntown, now he's so old, his jaw is dislocated, he has battle scars, his spine sticks out, his eyes are all filled with yellow gunk I wipe out..but, he's a happy old soul. Today it hit me that he won't be around much longer because I had to put him inside so I could work, and it took him forever to get to the door. Since my Aunt Ruth died, he has attached himself to me. Weird, but, fine with me, he's a nice old guy. It will be kind of sucky when he's gone..I was just thinking that today while watching him.


You like my yard sale crocs? Hey, they're ugly as fuck, but, the best garden shoes I've ever had. I can dig, mow, haul, anything in them. I love them. It's rare to find anything in my small size. I wonder if they're kid's crocs? Oh, well, at least I'm not wearing Mary Kate and Ashley shoes this week. Geez.

8 comments:

mary_mary said...

What a grand garden partner you have with you. He has that wise look you see in elder pets. I had one cat, Mrs. Lunch, a rescue, live 'til 22 and Mr. B, who lived on 'til 19. They had that cool, cool energy that one sees in old cats and dogs and old blues singers.

Anonymous said...

Me and you both girl, I have a size 12 foot, and stores don't even carry them. But crocs are good like that, just wash them off when you step in the mud.

Dirty Disher said...

Oh, and old blues singers. I never thought of that, but, yeah.

Size 12? Holy moly. You ever heard of Lily St. Cyr? As when dammit Janet sings, 'god bless Lily sincere' (misheard lyrics) in RHPS?

Jane said...

What size is that little tiny foot? Makes me think of Elton John's Tiny Dancer. I guess Lis has passed you up already.

Anonymous said...

So...I have some cool beauty box ideas for you!

www.ipsy.com - $10. This box is more makeup stuff and comes in a cute reusable bag.

www.birchbox.com - $10. This is more skin care. Sometimes odd stuff like tea.

My friend does both and loves them.

Dirty Disher said...

I wear a kid's 3 or a woman's 4, but, wide. Hard to find. No shoe store here. Lissa wears adult 9s! I think she'll be in a 10 by next month. Geez.

Thanks for those BB suggestions. I want Birch Box.

Dirty Disher said...

I forgot to mention that Hap is deaf now. We've developed our own sign language. It probably looks insane. He's smart though, he gets it.

Anonymous said...

My feet are much larger than yours, but I suffer the wide foot issue, too. I am now in a place where I can go to the wide shoe store, and get something a couple times a year. It's something I've struggled with all my life. I know it sounds totally shallow, but I hated being in 6th grade, when all the girls in my class had such cute shoes, and I was wearing men's hush puppy slip-ons.
That kitty has such a sweet face. I miss having a kitty. It's been a few years, now, since we lost the last of our three.
Christina