I certainly didn’t mean to have my slug rain up for so long and it certainly is not a good portrayal of our recent weather. But same said weather has made me rather ambitious but not nearly as ambitious as the weeds it may have seemed.
But as I came home late enough from town to not have a reasonable amount of time to put my work clothes back on and make it worth the change I thought I would take care of the first of two requests.
A Dear Reader actually rang me up on the telephone and politely but earnestly requested that I put up a new post so that she would no longer have to see the dangling slug, it was giving her nightmares. I did say that I would attend to it, but quite frankly, I have been terribly tardy in that regard.
So I apologize for any nightmares I have caused you Dear Reader, hopefully this post will remove any dreaded memory of the reality of living in the land of slugs. But I must say, at least they are not really lethal, I do believe I will keep my soggy living arrangement if all I must suffer is slugs and voracious deer.
A Request Finally Attended
May I present my Syringa vulgaris ‘Krasavitsa Moskvy’ for your viewing pleasure today? This is the bloom from one of two Beauty of Moscow Lilacs that I picked up as barely bigger than twigs three years ago from Lawyer’s Nursery Stock Sale.
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The fragrance is not as strong as my common lilacs but it is strong enough, and the blooms are exquisite.
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As I just dozed off and typed about forty “k’s” at the end of that last sentence, therefore I will wrap up here with a promise to get to a thank you for the Upsy Downsy tomato planter from Tipper at Blind Pig & The Acorn and a couple of pictures just to show you how it is going so far.
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And Dear Reader I have another promise hanging here, I have promised to retell a rocket-ship tale about me and God and his infinitude, so hang in there, I will do my best to be back tomorrow.
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Good night, sweet dreams, if you sing a hymn tonight as you fall asleep, you most likely will wake singing it in the morning.
