Monkeys and keyboards aside, one Random + CSS still doesn't make poop.

"Oh hooooney," I called. "I need a hand."

Zen knows the drill by now: I go rock-hunting, load my trunk a little too much, and require assistance dropping my findings in the yard without wrecking my car any more. So he put down his video game & came outside, I opened the trunk . . . and he started swearing.

"Pick it up," I told him.

"Are you kidding?"

"Pick it up."

"How the hell did you get this in there anyway--" He reached out, hefted it a little, and stopped. "Oh."

Sandstone: All the look of granite at only about seventy pounds per bear-sized boulder!





I planted a little baby oregano in front of it and am filling in the surrounding area with shale, ornamental grasses, and coffee grounds for mulch. Here's to hoping it doesn't do something awful when the weather turns. :D

Googling Strikethrough '07 pulls up my timeline in the #5 spot--which out of about 1.25 million returns is pretty all right. :D


I'm thinkin' I might go back to Tekko this year, if only to bring a ton of tribal-type stuff to the artist's alley. Now if I could only stop spending money on materials . . .

Option A: Garden (Do you have any idea how bad it is if the workers at Lowe's tell me "Pick out what you want, we'll make you a deal!")
Option B: Make hair falls/dreads
Option C: Write.
Option D: Meander; take pictures.

Decisions, decisions . . .


ETA: I took my nine bucks worth of plants (Did I mention that their "deal" was ricockulous?) and made my not-so-roxx0r side of the garden a little more spazztasmic. Then I made dreads. Purple ones. I bet I'll scare the hell out of my coworkers.

Meandering looks like it'll have to wait, but I have plenty of time to write still. :D

PA rained on my picture-taking, but no matter. ( My garden fucking rocks. )


I got a few (blurry) shots of and around the brick thing that we saw sticking out of the hillside last week, and I still have no idea what it is. Input, anyone? It's about five feet tall, four feet wide, bricked/cemented pretty firmly into the ground, and full of dirt and rocks.

I'd post more pics of the thing and area but their quality is really awful--my camera went a little schizo. :( Maybe later.

Bah.

( Designing, planting stuff, three tons of dirt, and Operation I Has a Rock: Tombstone. )

The little ringed-in section by the rock bench is packed full of daylillies. Now I need to figure out what else should go in this thing. Suggestions, anyone? Please?


While I'm at it: The water lilly is still going, the last bunch of weird farmer's market flowers is blooming everywhere, and my poor daisy from last year is trying its damndest to not be outdone.



I still kinda think it looks like it's watching me. :P

I'm still not sure what these things are, just that I bought a flat of 'em for $3 and that they're cute.



I also rocked over the opposite corner of our gate in an attempt to disguise the boulder holding up our sad, lean-y fence post. The plants are miniature mums, bergamont, Russian sage, and more of the little flowery deals from the above pic. The things in the planter are creeping oregano, thyme, and marigolds.

( Two decent-sized pics under here! )


We got pounded with thunderstorms here last week, too, which knocked some nice big flat rocks down from where I usually get 'em. Zen_of_nihilism is talking about reworking our sidewalk into a more organic arch, so these might come in handy.

. . . Which means I need to get haulin'. just edged in my daylilly bed with big flat pavers. :P The one soon-to-be-mine leftover is shaped like a 3' triangle and is probably between eighty and a hundred pounds. I'll be sure to take pics and weigh it, too.