Replanted the basil which was getting way too huge for the little pot I had it in in the kitchen. ( I kept waiting for it to say " Feed ME! Seymour!) I hope it does alright outside, he got a bigger pot. I got a small house plant, an asparagus fern to take over the basil's spot in the kitchen. My outside flowers are doing fine, seem to be thriving. There is a lot more individuality in the complex then you might expect. Having lived in similar places in Virginia where no one really did much, quite of few of the either retired or disabled residents here have done their front porches to suit them. Anything from a glider, to a birdbath, lots of flowers, flags. I think it also inspires the younger set, who you usually do not see do much for patios, buying a few plants to take away the starkness and sameness.
We had a nice cheap (with a coupon) lunch at a local Mexican eatery. I was much more impressed with their Chile Rellanos then the last place Julie recommended. I judge most of these places on how they prepare my favorite dish. It was bright, inexpensive and tasty, a good combination. I know I cannot afford to go out often, but it does make life very dull to do nothing but work, sleep, work...etc. I am finding, with Julie's help, some of the hidden parts of the area I live in. Today I was told where to find the good local veggies when they come in season.
I am looking forward to my summer tomatoes...yummy.
My freedom is hinging on said car registration mentioned above. I cannot afford a ticket, I just don't have it, and won't. But it's becoming very frustrating not having any freedom to go out at all. So wish me luck..that VA and WV can get a simple electronic transfer done soon. No other news except that I still do not like using the laundry mat..grrrr.
hugs to all..
k
2 comments:
I will miss you sharing tomatoes with me.
Glad your plants are thriving..you do like playing in the dirt!
Hugs to you! Mel
And I very much miss my gardens. I doubt anyone there will take the time to do much with them at all. I hope, someday, with luck or a miracle, that I can have a home with my own dirt to play in again.
Love you,
k
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