I firmly believe that the most effective fertilizers smell the strongest. Yesterday I applied liberal amounts of emulsified fish fertilizer to my vegetable garden. Next to composted chicken manure this is my favorite concoction for growing monster zucchini and tons of tomatoes. Judging from my neighbors’ reactions of disgust (loud proclamations of “What’s that horrible smell!” etc.) the garden has been successfully fertilized! I bet they wonder why we don’t put the same efforts into our front lawn or flower beds. If any ever asked I’d tell them that we can’t eat grass and our time, energy, etc. is too valuable to waste. But that would be assuming that they talked to us. Why is it that the closer you live to your neighbors that the more distant they are?
The water balloons Cindy sent to the girls have entertained them for more than 24 hours. The latest enchantment includes floating them in the pool while swimming, pretending the balloons are jellyfish.
The first of A2’s socks is completed. I’ll cast on the second while at a dentist appointment this afternoon. She’s so tiny that the socks the hang on her, but I made them with enough room that they would fit her for a few years.
Yesterday I turned some raspberries into jam and a tart (which we ate for dinner, because sometimes dessert just has to take precedence over regular meals).
I’ve had the song, “My Strongest Suit” from Aida stuck in my head all day today. Don’t you hate it when that happens?