Been a busy last few days for the MacMeister-- all good. I gots some sore muscles from doing some landscape cleanup yesterday and Tyr's Day; got much more @ both sites to do. And look forward to doing so. Really does boil down to loving the dirt under my nails, the Earth in my nostrils, and seeing the end result-- something where nothing was, or nothing where something was in the cases of cleanup/ trimming-- the open, airy spaces giving heretofore choked plants & shrubs some suneshine-sperading growing-room
I love physical work. I feel it more as the seasons continue progressing at seemingly alarming rates, but... I like that, too. Means I'm keeping somewhat fit.
I love the challenge of gardening. My attempt @ lettuce, cabbage, spinach... not showing any sprouts yet. Two weeks ago this stuff went into the clay. BUT... we've had a beaucoup of rains, and it is, in all honesty, a good bit more cool a clime than I've habited and greened my thumbs in for the majority of my adult life.
And just means I'll needs be all the more attentive, learn some new patterns and cycles. I'm cool with-- no pun intended-- the challenge...
Tonight I'm gonna take some more of last summer's okra culling and make a small contribution to the evening feast (again). I was gonna do country-fried steaks (aka, to me, as chicken-fried, but... it is beef. Can be, anyhow....), but apparently they aren't so prolific a thing up here (hell, you'd think I were in New York City ["GET A ROPE!!!"], the unavailability of them things here-- from resteraunts, to the local Dairy Queen. YES, I damn near walked out of the one visited for lunch today when told they didn't have those. ["WHUH??! No Dudes?!?]) Oh, they gots some li'l bitty cubesteaks @ the local mart, but...
Well, the fried okry will provide grease enough for tonight. I'll do the CFS for Kyddryn's birthday. Besides, don't wanna let 'em know I can do all the meal in one night. I mean, how would a man get any hockey viewage in thata-way? lol!
Speaking of-- tonight's featured match at casa de crazy is the Colorado Avalanche vs. Dallas Stars . My two favorite teams, my being
a) A Texan (bred and cornbread fed!!)
b)A[n aspiring] rock climber
I normally pull for one or the other of these teams-- until they meet, as oft they have, in the Western Conference Finals. Then, well... it's all Av's, seeding be damned!
And it's time, folks, for me to get to it-- to fry some garden fruits, to toun on the boob-toob, and to enjoy.
And the weekend sans seven-year-old, too?
Ah, well; too bad for all those sore muscles...