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2012 Kardia tou Thespiai garden update, Week One

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Technically, I could have resumed garden work periodically in March, but frankly, it was a combination of sore joints (back, especially), erratic weather, and plain ol’ sloth that got me started so late.

Earlier in the week of 9-15 April, I put up another bird feeder, and the birds seem to be enjoying the yummy suet cake I bought for it. I got one with all kinds of berries in it, and I know if I were a bird, I’d be all up in that shit, for I am a fiend of sweets.

On Wednesday, my humanoid meat-based house-mate got a sales e-flier from Big Lots and noticed that they just got in a bunch of collapsible compost bins for $35, and he offered me yet another loan to get one, since this would be about $10 less than the neighbouring ‘burb of East Lansing will be offering them for next month. It took a few days to put together not because my intellect is prematurely enfeebled beyond the ability to comprehend a simple diagram, but because the plastic was not very pliable in snapping certain parts into certain other parts, and cos I am but a small Hobbit-like creature, I’m simply not big enough to conform it to my will and thus had to wait for when the aforementioned humanoid meat-based house-mate to have a spare five minutes.

Either way, the neighbour next door seems to find my gardening amusing.

Sunday, I FINALLY raked up the brush from last year’s wildflowers out in front. I could have done it last autumn, sure, but honestly? I really think the unkempt twigs look good in an Addams Family sort of way during the winter, so my instinct is to leave it until the thaw — and the reason I didn’t rake it all up after the first thaw is cos I was trying to put it off as long as possible until either a) I got a compost bin or b) I at least had a plan on what to do until there happened to be a compost bin. See, I’m clever like that. I also feel just awful putting yard waste out to the curb, even though I know the city is just going to compost it (or so I assume that’s why they want it in separate bags). So, I raked up and wrangled in my humanoid meat-based housemate in to helping me fill up the bin, after placing it in the most convenient sunny spot in the back garden. ZOMGZORZ, this bin is FULL at the mo’, and I’ve deputised one of the empty cat litter buckets for stuff for the compost bin.

The good thing about raking shit up is that I can see how well my fowers are coming back —at least on the one side. See, last year, half of the front garden was mowed down against my instructions NOT TO, and likely due to the dispersal of grass seed all over that side, not grass has choked out half of it. If I owned this place, I would sue. Now I have to return to back-breaking tilling to remove everything on that side of the front garden ALL OVER AGAIN. If anybody lives in the Lansing, Michigan area and wants to come by to help out, by all means, e-mail me.

Also, I was approved for a small ($300) PayPal credit line connected to my PayPal debit card. Excellent. Good side to this: I don’t have to insufferably beg for readers of this blog to give me money. Down side: I am racking up more debts. Fortunately: I have learned my lesson since my first couple years on my own, and will hopefully keep it all under control this time.

Current wish-list for the garden:

re-painting the porch: $90 (estimated)
re-gravelling the front path: $50 (estimate)
compost bin: $36
rain barrel: $50
a few more bird feeders: $30 (estimate)
wood for bat houses: $20 (estimate, for two)
windchimes: $15-$20
decorative thinger for the back door: $25
garden arch trellis kit: $50?
bug lights for front and back doors: $10?
porch swag hooks: $2

Plans for this week:

* Call property management and see if they’ll reimburse me (at the very least) for paint for the porch, so long as I’m wiling to do it myself.
* take out grass between city pavement and street, replace with clover.
* get more wildflower seeds, replace all that got fucked up thanks to idiots last year.
* try and make a dent on all that gill-over-the-ground that has taken over the back garden, including several spots I’ve already dug up.
* get a couple things off the wish list

I’m still waffling on which kind of decorative door thinger I want out back. Stars are great, and many pagans and polytheists have them, and clearly there’s perfectly fine Hellenic reasoning for having one and I see a lot of different stars, some of which are just gorgeous, but I’ve seen a lot of beautiful suns lately, and being a Leo, I’ve always been attracted to solar symbols —which, I giess kind of makes my decision, barring the discovery of any really gorgeous stars.

Because I exist to titilate…

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I’m planning, for some time this year or next, to have a gallery showing at my house. I’m working on a few paintings, at least three of which will be too big to scan practically, so this will be the only means to see these outside of bad photos that will likely be blurry from my carpal tunnel syndrome —I’m not likely to sell many, if any of them, but if I do, the gallery attendants will get the first chance.

Until then, as always, I’m actively taking donations for the garden; while my last active donation drive brought in more money than the most-immediate concern, a minor financial emergency took part in reducing that more than I’d like it to have, and now here I am begging again.

My most-immediate expenses I want to get done this year include

re-painting the porch: $90 (estimated)
re-gravelling the front path: $50 (estimate)
compost bin: $45
rain barrel: $50
a few bird feeders: $25 (estimate)
wood for bat houses: $20 (estimate, for two)

Bolded are the most immediate things; I can put off re-painting the porch until later in the season (so I don’t crush my flowers) or even early next year, since it’s most likely that I’ll do my gallery showing next year.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t be asking like this, but in spite of my humanoid meat-based house-mate getting his tax return early and him showing little annoyance at my tendency to rack up IOU’s, his 19-year-old cat, who is a a Viking, Fat Bob the Cow-Patterned, Who Fought The Dreaded Vacuum Monster And Won (dead serious) is due for geriatric bloodwork, which will end up taking a sizeable chunk of what’s left over from the tax return after paying up bills.

Don’t do it for me, do it for this cat!

Potential garden income?

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There’s a pagan/new age bookstore in Lansing that hosts live readers, mostly tarot, but if I can set something up, I’d be the only tea & coffee reader.

It looks, though, like I’d need to supply my own heat source for brewing, and when I do this at home, I usually just boil it on the stove — which is far from portable. It looks like I can get a portable single electric range burner for about $25; not unreasonable, but not really workable right now, as the commune is still plagued by financial dramas (mostly the house-mate’s). I also really should get a new tea pot, since I imagine more people will be receptive to loose-leaf tea readings than Greek coffee — I can heat the water in anything, but steeping loose-leaf in a pot rather than the teacup is best.

If anybody can add something to the Tip Jar for a donation, ‘twould be much appreciated.

New-ish front garden photos

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These photos are a couple weeks old. There are lots more blooms now, and I intend to make newer photos happen soon. Also, here’s that “sea-horse” I mentioned:

Back to more digging

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I had to take a few days off from digging, cos I had a rash on my foot and wanted it to clear up first, but I shall resume later today. Today, I al;so have the first of what will hopefully be more and more images. This is some of the surviving wild-flowers from the front garden:

(and cos my scientific research shows a direct correlation between photos of cats and comments, here’s an 18-years-old pain-in-my-arse)

I recently received a healthy donation from my friend Phaedra which I’ve used most of already ($2 left!) on:
a hose divider, a birdbath, garden shears, another hanging planter for the porch, a suet cage for the winter birds, and seeds for strawberries, catnip, and (cos this is one of the few conditions I’ll allow for a donation) black Paeoniflorum poppies, which I’m planting next year (it’s already too late for this season). Paeoniflorum are an unregulated variety of opium poppy (as they’re obviously decorative), sacred to Nyx, Hypnos, and Thanatos. I also picked up a box of stick incense on eBay, cos I’ve lost the greater part of a 200ct box of Morning Star Sandalwood.

As I’ve already paid to replace my eyeglasses this month, money is running short again, but good for me that my birthday is on 22 July! This year is also one of those “landmark birthdays” that I hear so much about. You can also avoid making pay PayPal fees by just sending to ruadhan@NOSPAMpeacockfairy.com (remove NOSPAM from the e-mail address) If everybody who reads this regularly even just gave a single $1 personal gift between now and my birthday, that would be a big help. Also, there’s my Etsy shop, and (if you have a little extra money), I have one last “event pack” for my second novel, New Dance, that’s gotten a little scuffed, so $15, free shipping within the United States ($4 to the UK or Europe, ask me about anywhere else).

Also, in addition to Aphrodite’s sanctuary in Indiana needing funds for storm recovery, Sannion is having his wisdom teeth out, and could use a buck or two — if for no other reason than he is basically being sentenced to two weeks of eating nothing but cottage cheese and smoothies (as I was in the same boat in December) and could use some money for Economy Size tubs — and maybe a black pepper grinder for his cottage cheese.

Pond, Garden, & Lansing

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The pond is… coming along.

I started digging it out on Friday (24 June 2011), and am only kinda-sorta along on it. My main issues are:

  • When I started this, my friend Chris and I initially estimated that, an average-sized man, in good physical condition (like, between “decent condition” and “prime athlete condition”) might be able to dig out this pond in a day or two, and that I might be able to do it in about a week. I now realise this is a complete fantasy, on both counts.
  • It’s become apparent to me that this entire residential property has been built on a claybed. Which is good for the integrity of the pond, but a real pain to dig out, and it really puts a damper on my plans for the dug-out soil.

The wide abundance of clay around here had pretty much given me another expense to worry about — on the good side, we live right near Michigan State University, once-upon-a-time known as Michigan Agricultural College (and still home of the state’s best Agri programs), and despite living in what is undoubtedly an urban area, the city limits are literally surrounded by farmland — manure is cheap and easy-enough to acquire (to fertilise the clay), so while an unexpected expense, it really could’ve been worse.

I also don’t think that Chris and I really *grasped* how deep thirty inches is — nor do I think he and I realised that the outline of the old wading pool that I’m using as a guide for the perimeter of the pond is at least as wide as I am tall — maybe even a full six feet (so over ten inches wider). While it’s clear that digging this out is definitely going to take me the better part of two weeks (at the very least), I now seriously doubt whether or not an average-sized man in much better physical condition than the short fat man writing this would be able to get this done in a day or two. On the good side, at this point, I’d decided that if I could at least dig out the pond hole, I could easily budget for putting it all together next year.

There’s also a LOT of wild brush now grown out in the farthest part of the back garden, just before the alley. This pisses me off, and I have half a mind to just go out there with Roundup or something before the end of summer, and then just start new, next year. On the other hand, I’d still have to cut down most of it before putting herbicide to it all, and at that point, is it really that much more inconvenient to just take the tiller to it all? Either way, I’m really wishing there were more Hellenists out this way — or at least that my friend Colleen would hold up to her promise of free child labour, cos there’s only so much that I can do on my own. And yes, I have a house-mate, but I’m essentially doing this all myself, cos he’s working third shift and is basically asleep during the prime daylight hours there are to do this.

The worst part? I’m not sure if I’m feeling overwhelmed by all this or not. On one hand, when I come in, I’m kind of energised by all the work, in spite of being already incredibly sore after maybe only two hours of digging, and that’s good. On the other hand, when it hits me how much more money is still needed, I can’t help but feel like maybe I should call it quits. When I think of the big, beautiful gesture this will be for Eros, I’m energised and motivated again — indeed, I can’t help but see little omens in everything out in back, from the butterfly that sat watching my from the tiller to birds that will be silent until flying directly over the back garden. Then I remember the lacking of local community, and start second-guessing whether or not this was that great of an idea, after all — like, if I’m not doing this for a definite community, but only a potential one, isn’t all just really for my own ego? And no matter what I’m actually thinking, I always find myself wondering if I really believe those thoughts, or if it’s just the humidity getting to me.

I’m really trying not to let the low amount of money bother me, cos if I do, I tend to remember that the sorry state of the wildflowers out in the front garden bothers me even more. This soon after those idiot groundskeepers cut them all down, it’s clear that a significant amount of them are not going to come back. See, that’s because the morons cut them down before seed pods could form. It’s also pretty clear, at this point, that their machinery pretty deeply gouged up parts of that half of the front garden, which literally tore plants up and out of their roots. I’ve told property management about this, and I’ve told them that I want groundskeeping to buy me new seeds for next year.

It’s also seriously bothering me that, pretty much since that part of the front garden was torn up, my house-mate has stopped paying attention to where he walks out in front to get to his door on his car. I mean, it’s not like anything might still be alive on that quadrant — obviously, if you ask him, I’m being unreasonable and I, the one who has been gardening since he was eight years old, took horticultural classes in high school, am the one who can’t tell the difference between clover and juvenile Nasturtium (hint: they’re pretty easy to tell apart even if you’re a novice who is willing to pay attention to where you’re stamping your size 14 work-boots). At this point, I’ve kind of given up reminding him not to cut corners on the path I marked out MONTHS AGO, an which he was perfectly fine on keeping to until about two weeks ago. At this point, it’s clear to me that he’s just going to keep killing things on that quadrant of the front garden until next year, when I get my new seeds and tear it all up again.

New Goal for the Garden

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I found out about TerraCycle.net cos I love Method brand cleaning products and their refill pouches. The only downside to the pouches is that Lansing doesn’t accept plastic bags of any sort for recycling, so while it’s nice that they provide a significant reduction in waste and resources, before I noticed the url for TerraCycle on a new pouch for dish liquid, my only option was to throw them out.

TerraCycle basically collects hard-to-recycle waste items and in exchange for you sending them in (usually at no cost to you, either), they’ll give you at least 2¢ or two “points” to put toward a charity or school of your choice. At 400 points, I can donate bees to an impoverished family through Heifer International.

So, I’ve signed up for several “brigades” (all stuff I use — Method refills, candy wrappers, hair product & make-up packaging and tubes, cheese packaging, old keyboards & mice, old cell phones[50pts], old digital cameras[250pts]) to save up for and send in; I’m also wait-listed for several others. It looks like items can be combined into a single box and sent in together, which is good, cos that makes for less boxes used at any one time.

I have my heart set on bees specifically because of Trophonios, and because bees are pretty essential to gardens. If you’re in the Lansing, Michigan, area, feel free to contact me (ruadhan[at]peacockfairy[dot]com) if you have anything to donate to the TerraCycle box.

Also, since I’m still pretty low on money, I’m going to point everybody to the donations button again, cos it’s absolutely necessary, still.

Now I’m off to put on some work jeans and my Crocs [shudder] and go dig a hole for Future Goldfish Pond™ — my goal for the hole? Not my pole, but a depth of at least thirty inches; considering that full-grown shubunkins can be about sixteen inches long, I’d really rather not have to bring them inside during the winter, so this will allow for hibernation. This is also a sacred garden feature. Plus, it also makes more sense that, if I’m going to have narcissus poeticus surrounding the pond, to dig the pond first, so as nothing gets destroyed later.