More Garden Highlights

The last yard post was from the front of Redquarters. Now for a look in the back yard.

Shooting along the front of the back flowerbed. Roses, Aquilegia, salvia, spring Buddleia, and roses in a raised bed.

Yes, this is Texas, not England or western Oregon. This is 30+ years of trying, failing, and lots and lots of watering.

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Cheap Filler

I have final exams to inflict, er, ahem, administer today and tomorrow.

The shepherd is yelling “No mercy, my children!” Gnade (grace) also has some theological meanings as well, which can make the cartoon really funny if you think about how John the Baptist is usually depicted in medieval art. Or the Good Shepherd.

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Violence Way Back When

Short version: there was a dreadful lot of it, far more than most people would like to consider, and it came with the colonists to the New World.

We moderns raised in the western world and mostly Christian-derived culture forget that in Days of Olde, and in most of the world today, the value of an individual depended on his place in society and in the family. For the vast majority of pre-modern and early modern people, that meant that you had no real value at all. And violence was an acceptable way to settle disputes, because strength meant right. A number of moral codes and institutions attempted to stop this or at least ameliorate and channel it, but hey, if two peasants beat each other nearly to death in a dispute over a hog, well, their families might have to pay the local lord for loss of their labor, but that’s just how things were. Continue reading

Conference Calling

As the crows flew, it wasn’t far from Dyersburg to the edge of the Ozarks and the Pear Tree Inn and Resort. As roads went, it reminded Morgana why some people measured distance in hours instead of miles. “Madame, will the road construction ever cease?” Smiley pleaded. “I’m out of books.”

Morgana drummed her fingers on the arm-rest and wondered. “If you mean will they finish the road, I suspect they will. If you mean will they stop tearing up highways and slowing traffic, I believe the infernal planes will join the realms of light before that happens.” A witch from Albuquerque had once claimed that souls too bad for Heaven and too good for Hell were assigned to work on the Interstate construction crew in Trinidad, Colorado. Morgana thought that was a pretty good guess. At last, the sign ahead of them switched to “slow” and the conga line of cars and trucks began crawling forward, over the bridge and westward. Continue reading

Some Garden Highlights

Spring has been running a month late, or it was until we were “blessed” with a string of 90+ F days. Even the birds that usually leave in April or arrive in April have waited until May to move on or come in. The plants likewise, other than the bulbs. They took their chances and bloomed on time, then got zapped by the hard freeze for their pains. The same hard freeze (20 F overnight after everything had started budding out) hammered a lot of the older roses, and they are slowly recovering and rebuilding.

Ketchup-n-Mustard is starting to bloom. This is the new plant.

More ketchup than mustard. This is the original plant. Note the attack salvia sneaking up on it.

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