Monday, October 22, 2012

Dead Of The Night

Hey, Miss Muse. Ever notice how many internet chatters these days mess it up? Here's a quicky poem for review about an imaginary couple who tried to get it right. Do you think they will be left standing strong at the end.?


they occupy homes in idential time zones
same sunlight they share at the start
but the greenwich meridium has a vertical insidium
where they live many latitudes apart

they live separate ways in the very same days
but when they sign on it gets better
sixteen hundred miles are melted by smiles
an internet chatty e-letter

she has no agendum than just to befriend him
his intentions as pure as the snow
they share only truths and nothing uncouth
a respect and a love starts to grow

it's a love for the person, not lust that might worsen
these two are really alright
no topic inhibitions first always permissions
when they chat up the dead of the night

a curfew is set so you really can bet
they'll click off when the time is just right
and count on tomorrow a few moments they'll borrow
when they chat up the dead of the night


johann

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Modesty




If I could paint I'd paint one thing
and it would be in early spring
and you could offer subject thee
because it's only you and me

in fields of clover white and green
long abandoned no longer seen
and we could find a secret place
to paint just more than your sweet face

a linen robe all white and flowing
so we could wrap your body knowing
your daily garb no longer needed
for what's about to be conceded

and kneeling in that sweet new clover
your linen robe carefully turned over
you glanced away as it fell free
and shared your blushing modesy

my brush was swift and true and flowing
firm white curves tan lines all showing
blonde hair blowing in the wind
my brush is taking it all in

If I remember just one thing
and it would be in early spring
the day you kneeled and trusted me
to paint your blushing modesty


johann

Friday, June 15, 2012

After reading about butternut squash seeds in the previous post.... What would you do if the last 2 potatoes in the bag went soft and tested the season by sending out exploratory spouts? 1. Would you peel them and eat them anyway? 2. Would you just toss them away? 3. Would yo put them in the compost box? 4. OR would you hill up a bit of earth and....plant them? To find the answer, look at the picture between 2 yellow rogue calendula flowers and the tomato cage. To be continued.
What would you do if.. on a snowy winter day you found this amazing butternut summer squash in the grocery store imported from the south. And you split it open and scooped all the pesky annoying seeds out. And you filled the 2 scooped out parts with a small lake of butter, brown sugar and lemon juice. And you baked it and shared it and ate it with dinner. Delicious, memorable. Oppps, you missed the garbage with 3 or 4 seeds. What would you do? You might dry them out in a paper envelope and forgot about it. Fast forward to spring planting season. Uggg. Dead squash seeds in with the other seeds. Why not humour them; plant them under a wire pretending they might sprout and grow up the wire. Fast forward 4 weeks and take a picture of where you p;anted them. Post the picture here. What ARE those 2 plants withe HUGE healthy leaves behind some random dill & garlic and other unknown plants searching for the wire to climb on? To be continued.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Country Squire Garden


Keith and Carolyn Squires run the Country Squire Garden a few miles from my home. Its like no other garden center anywhere.

I was up there today. We had nice chat. Same as when they sold me my Hops plant a few years ago.

Carolyn has no love about Monsanto. Keith asks, who owns the ground water under your property?. He thinks the government will take it away; same idea from the same plan as what Monsanto has taken away.

Existing wells might be grandfathered. New wells might need a permit with onerous conditions. Who knows.

They say they would LOVE to take on Monsanto if they ever had to. Seems they have proof that the patents are flawed and illegal under certain processes which they follow. So far nobody has ever bothered them.

Here are some reviews from customers about who they are and what they stand for.

http://www.gardens.com/local/ontario/8764-The-Country-Squires-Garden

Here are a few comments about Keith and Carolyn Squires written by Art Drysdale, a well known Canadian horticulturalist.

http://www.artdrysdale.com/dec2004.html

Notice they don't sell fertilizer or insecticides or top soil. Just unique and unusual plants.

The reason I went up there today was to return the hop plant. Not the whole plant, just 10 or 12 rhizomes (roots) as a "gift", ready for transplantng in their garden. Their 10 acre garden.

I only have room for a few rhizomes so I pulled a bunch out and put then in the recycle bag. Then I took them out of the recycle bag and into a pail of water. Water from the rain barrel. And drove them to the Country Squire Garden as by now you know. It was a good move.

I tryed to explain who owns the rhizomes and why its easy to give them away when a person does not need them to make a living. By saying all we only ever really are are rhizomes borrowers made the point to them which they got right away. They took them with thanks.

Keith and another guy were building a huge extra shed from used lumber. He got the lumber from a neighbour who was a known used lumber hoarder. Then he showed me one of 10 of his 10 X 50 garden quonsets. It was full of used lumber.

You see Keith is also a used lumber hoarder.

But in this case he finally had enough lumber saved up for this new, practical, money-making shed. A productive hoarder... hey nothing wrong with that at all.

Carolyn was telling all about asexual plant reproduction and Hostas in particular, and how she does it. Thats her specialty. Facsinating.

Keith went back to shed building. Winter is coming and it has to get to roof tight stage before it snows.

I left to return another day.

What a great day.

johann

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Garlic Fun



Grow your own garlic. Is fff; fun foolproof fabulous

First, where do you live?Next, Google "growing garlic in ______________"Fill in the blank where you live; click, duh, lol.Up pops garlic links for, yep, for where you live.

Garlic grows everywhere. Well, not in, say, Iraq, that's a dumb thought. HA!, clicking on Iraq anyway.

OMG it DOES grow in Iraq; they are famous for it!!!http://www.saudiaramcoworld.com/issue/200605/natural.remedies.of.arabia.htm

Did you know that? I never knew that! OMG what a fabulous link, so much other interesting info on other foods, herbs, spices.
Warning: Alert: Seee the fun stuff connected to garlic fun!!!

Anyway. All you need is soil, land, pots, containers, etc. no matter where in Iraq or anywhere else you might live. Plant it. Hope for rain now and then. Done.

This fall I got lucky finding some seed-bulbs in the grocery store, of all places, with roots from Argentina.
Wait. They are only "seed bulbs" if the roots are alive and grow. Soooo, fingers crossed. I planted 2 cloves and....bonus, they stared to grow.

Grocery store bulbs, so I hear, from China have been chemical-treated to kill the roots. That prolongs economic shelf life and yet otherwise they just will not grow and sprout.

Other best places to find garlic seed stock would be from a reliable seed house, (expensive, shipping etc.) or better yet at the local farmers market. As long as the "farmer" is not just a lazy re-seller or they dont try to pawn you off with garlic imported from China. Sorry I hate farmers markets full of lazy re-sellers.

Here is a routine I try to follow.

Let's start with the 12 grocery store bulbs I just got from Argentina via the local grocery store for $7.19. OK, I'll plant those 12 bulbs X 8 cloves each = 96 cloves planted = 96 plants to harvest next summer.

Wow, thats a lot of garlic bulbs. From those I will immediatley save the best 12 or 15 in cool place for replanting next fall. (96 or more new plants again)

The other 81 or 84 bulbs I can begin using right away, right past the time I replant the other 12 and keep using all winter. The objective is to never buy seed stock again. Henceforth, I become my own grow seed stock grower plus have all the garlic I can eat or give away to friends and relatives.

OR. Time to experiment. Some of the 81/85 bulbs I save I might save until early spring and harvest in the late fall to see if that growing cycle works. Well it's known that it works in warmer climates. But no one does that here. Gonna try it.

That would result in a brand new objective of a "split harvest" as a hedge against failure or tying to save garlic too long. It eventually and sometimes prematurly drys out, moulds or sprouts way too soon. Depends on smart storing proeedures.

Heres some fun garlic math:
Year 1 96 new bulbs X 8 cloves each. Replant them all.
Year 2 1,152 new bulbs x 8 cloves each. Replant.
Year 3 9,216 new bulbs x 8 cloves each. Replant.

Year 8 301,861,888 new bulbs, ohhhh my aching back!!!

12 garlic from rhe store was 2 pounds ,so, 6,288 tons.

One picture attached shows one of the test cloves I dug up after about 7 or 10 days with the hairy-like roots, and a new sprout starting from the pointy end. So now its easy to visualize what going on under the soil.

The other picture shows 2 bulbs from Argentina, looking like almost any other garlic. But I tilted one of them so you can see the dry bottom root nubs trimmed by the shipping farmer or processor. Can you count the cloves humps under the skin? 8? 9?. That would mean 8 or 9 cloves to plant yielding you 8 or 9 new bulbs at harvest time.

(Refer to garlic math fun above)

Each clove shares its own little section of the root nubs. If you find bulbs where the root nub has been hollowed right out, it might be a wonderful cooking bulb but it wont ever grow. No starter root nubs.

It wont take you very long to become a garlic expert. I think garlic people stink nice. :-)

Have garlic fun, it's fabulous, foolproof, and, ohhh, we already typed fun!

johann

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Growing Hops and Racoons Be Gone









Hops traditionally grows tall on supported vines. Or you can grow them like I did, horizontally along wires. Then you dont have to climb up 12 foot ladders to pick the flowers.

Wires. Hmmm. I pounded in two iron snow fence poles at each side of the garden at the back and rigged a 100 foot clothsline back and down and forth three times, drew it tight again and tied it off. A perfect trellis kind of rig.

Back up 5 years. Originally this was so I could grow grapes. Four years later we have beautiful big, juicey, black grapes, climbing up and along the smooth strong clothsline. Tons of grapes, jackpot.

Just a night or two before they matured for picking and eating, the raccoons got them. Every single last grape. All gone. Then the little @#$%$^&* Sh** all over the deck and the roof. Big piles of black grape sh** everywhere, a huge racoon picnic. How demeaning is that?

Not funny, all done with grapes, lol.

Anyway we all know they use hops for beer so I got a plant and took some pics of the three year old vines. By the way, I'm drinking hops tea from the flowers saved from last year. Sedating, induces sleep.

You can see the green hops flowers in the pic, where a vine has come around the corner and claimed the downspout. The main hops vines are in the background.


But the flowers have no seeds and you cant transplant the whole vine.

So how do hops they reproduce? Hops is a Rhizome. Rhizome roots shoot out little sprouts that often mosey along undergound sprout out and spread. All you do to reproduce is snip one of these root shoots off and replant it. Or put 3 of them in 3 pots and give them away as in the other picture.

Rhizomes are an interesting species.

johann

Friday, August 19, 2011

Storm Dream













Storm Dream.

predicting the storm yesterday from a 3 day old dream when the weather network said no storm in sight was stupid. not even gonna rain it said

putting the truck in the garage to protect it from hail pock marks was stupid. why do that when it's not even gonna rain?

predicting the huge wind and rain and lightning was like.... holycrap, what going on?....the dream storm is suddenly a real storm!

predicting the huge hail content, just like in the storm dream, would be the first live hail wifey dear had ever seen in her life. so she says don't get weird ....and then the hail hit.

predicting a small tree snapping off next in the wind in the storm dream seemed wrong in the real storm because there was no tree like that across the street.

the real tree, the exact one in the storm dream that snapped off in the real storm, was up the street and around the corner.

johann

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Scary Encroaching Flowering Vine



This vine belongs to the neighbours yard. It trys to snag me as I go by with the lawn mower, scary I tell ya. Ohhhhhhh






johann

Name This Flower



One more flower without a name.






johann

Multiuse Blue pot



Buzz wonders if this would make a good Basil growing pot next year.

johann

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Monsanto Takes Over The World




Hey Monsanto, NYSE (MON) Who made you God anyway?

http://www.infowars.com/monsanto-trying-to-take-over-world-seed-supply-nation-by-nation/

http://www.naturalnews.com/030967_Monsanto_evil.html

You took the real God's grain and wildflower and other seedstock of the world, genetically altered it, applied for patents and made it your own.

Who authorized Monsanto to do that? Oh right, the courts, silly me. Did you ask God? Duh?. No. Big mistake.

So if we save seeds from crops under Monsanto's control, we are in patent violation.
OMG Patent violation.
It's printed on all the packages.
Who owns all the seed houses now. Monsanto.
Who initiates legal battles with the worlds farmers and forces them out of farming and off the land. Monsanto.

Monsanto, shame on you. You have no rights here at all. None.

Just so you know...your generic alteration authorizations and patents are deeply flawed and invalid. God's custody prevails, not yours. Screw the courts.

Read the link above and the links within that link.

I hate you. Me and Willy Nelson. We both hate you. Look what you did to him.

Everyone hates you.

Shame on you again.

Are you coming to plow my offensive illegal garden under now?



johann