A Story - "Shocking News" and a Little Tree Frog

 A Story 

Shocking News

"The news story was horrific.  School children had been shot by a mentally disturbed young man. Parents were stunned to learn that their child had died.  The rest of the community grappled with the shared grief, mingled with guilty relief that their child had survived. 

Tessa shuddered seeing the reports.  She had two children, about the same age as the victims. She wished that she could just keep them at home, protected, shielded from the struggles of the real world. How many other young people were falling through the mental health care cracks? Politicians put out statements in support of the suffering families but nothing concrete was done. 

Her phone pinged and after replying, she got ready to leave for the hospital.

After years of challenges, her teenage son had stopped eating and become aggressive towards her. He had finally been admitted to a psychiatric ward.  The doctor was cautious about a successful outcome with  treatment. Tessa felt dizzy with apprehension. How violent could her son be in his distress?  The hospital could only keep him for so long. The future looked terrifying. "

The weather has been pretty gray lately.  Still definitely winter and not much sun.  Hard to not feel sleepy like this little green tree frog.  I took his picture last summer while he was napping. Tree frogs make quite a loud chirping noise when they are calling to each other.  Surprisingly loud for a small creature.

A Story - "When Peace Like a River " and Caring for a Grocery Store Orchid

A Story

When Peace Like a River

"Days were staccato. When Julie planned to move one way, something would come up and stop the motion.  Nothing awful or even disagreeable, just an abrupt halt to the first idea before beginning the second. Several times a day, the pattern repeated.  It was so usual that she hardly noticed the disjointed rhythm of her days. 

Sometimes a shoe would drop and she would wait for the other one to drop, but it never did. Other times shoes would drop in a rat-ta-tat before stilling.

Julie didn't realize how much she had been missing church until she finally went again after several months away. Even that had been an unexpected turn to her day. But once in the church, she felt the legato rhythm of the service.  The melodic music, the age-old scripture readings, the truth preached by the minister all harmonized and reset her heart. It was precious not-to-be-taken-for-granted time.

Back home, the jarring staccato would repeat but peace like a river would flow again for a while."

Yesterday, I brought home a sweet little phalaenopsis orchid that was bought at the local grocery store.

Most orchids that you buy have an inner clear pot that is placed in a ceramic pot.  This system is great because it allows you to see the roots.  This plant has a couple of very nice healthy roots that are pale green-grey which is just the colour you want. One of the roots is curling around the bottom of the pot so it is somewhat pot bound but it will be all right until I repot it into a larger pot when it stops blooming.

The surface of some of the roots look stressed. They are a dark green and a bit dried out.  Perhaps it is a bit of fertilizer burn.  It won't matter long term as the plant is pushing out new roots that are healthy. 

I saw on Youtube that most phalaenopsis orchids sold at the grocery stores are started in a foam-like plug. It was suggested that this plug could hold too much water and cause the orchid to rot.  One solution was an immediate repotting, removing as much as possible of the foam.  However, when the plant is blooming this is an added stress that might shorten the blooming time.  I decided to try a half-way measure.  I took a knitting needle and gently poked between roots and was able to pick out a fair bit of the foam. In the top of the photo, you see the coarse growing medium that is good for orchids (this was in the outer part of the pot surrounding the foam plug) and below you can see the spongy finer texture of the foam.  Hopefully, removing most of the foam will help my little orchid to thrive. 

 I am melting some snow so that iI will have rainwater to moisten it with. Orchids are sensitive to water and do best when watered with distilled water or rainwater.

I will try giving the orchid a bit of diluted coffee as someone said it makes a decent mild fertilizer. If that doesn't work, I will be back to buying chemical orchid fertilizer.

A Story - "Comfort Food" and Lights like a Winter Garden

A Story

Comfort Food

Shelly packed her sports bag with her clothes and taped up her memory box. Her mother had already filled some boxes with their other possessions. They travelled light. It was too much work to deal with more than the essentials.

Later that afternoon, they stepped into their new apartment.  Hardly new, though.  The floor was cracked, scratched parquet. The kitchen cupboards were flimsy cheap wood with crooked hinges. In the bathroom, the bath was pink but the toilet was white, the sink cream coloured.  Shelly would be sharing the bedroom with her mom. Two single beds filled the space with barely room for the rack they hung their clothes on.

At school the next day, Shelly tried to blend into her desk, but at the first lunch hour one of the girls, who had a gaggle of friends around her, came up to her and laughed at her cheap clothes and well-worn lunch bag. It was going to be a miserable year just like the one before.

On her way home from school, she stopped at the corner store and bought a couple of chocolate bars and a bag of barbecue chips. That was all she could afford.

Curled up on her bed waiting for her mother to come home from work, Shelly slowly ate her chocolate bars, savouring the sweetness and the smoothness as they melted in her mouth. A feeling of warmth crept over her like a hug. She licked her fingers and popped open the bag of chips. Salty and spicy the chips crunched as she bit into them. She crushed them like she wanted to crush the bully girls at school.

After she finished the chips, she flattened out the chocolate bar wrappers and the chip bag and put them at the bottom of her memory box. Letters from her best friends.

The sparkling lights of the town across the bay are like flowers in a winter garden.  They are cheerful to see in the dark winter months.

 

 

A Story - "Prepared" and Perennials for Alkaline Soil - Phlox, Yarrow, Centaurea, Asters , Dianthus, Lilac

 A Story

Prepared

It all started with the Covid pandemic. Dan didn't just go down a rabbit hole.  He went down a mineshaft. The world became a scary, unpredictable place to him. The Youtubers that attracted him fueled his anxiety. Soon he was stocking up on food to feed them for five years.  He took most of his money out of the bank, just leaving enough to pay the regular bills.  After much nail-biting research, he decided to buy silver rather than gold. He built a secret storage space in the basement with a bookcase in front to disguise it and stored the silver in it.  His fear of dangerous substances in food made eating precarious and he began to lose significant weight.

His wife, Gloria, who didn't share his world view, felt him drifting away into his delusional world. He got angry when she questioned his decisions and finally she gave up trying to reason with him. He was sure something awful was about to happen.

Turns out Dan was right. One day when he was out buying more supplies, Gloria raided his silver cache and disappeared, ready to start a new life.

I am thinking about my new garden.  My old garden had clay soil on the acidic side which was good for lots of plants.  However, I didn't have many full sun locations.  In my new home, I will have lots of sun but the soil is on a limestone base so it will be alkali. I had originally wanted some roses but they like rich acidic soil which is not  what I have here.  However, phlox should grow here so I will get a couple of them in the spring.

Yarrow will be perfectly happy in the poorer soil. It will be less likely to flop over because the garden will be in full sun and the soil is light so it will be on the dry side.

I ordered a couple of asters - one purple, one magenta.  They are very tough and are great pollinators late in the season.

Centaurea prefers alkaline soil and full sun so I'm hoping for a good show with that. Easy to grow and a hardy perennial.

Also on my list is dianthus. I ordered a short bushy type and I plan on starting some carnations. I gave up trying to grow dianthus at my old garden but perhaps they will do well here. I really like the cinnamon scent of carnations.

Lilacs do well almost anywhere that's sunny and where the soil isn't too rich. They prefer alkaline soil over acidic, but they can grow in either.  I already have a couple of nice bushes  on this property and judging by the dried seed pods, the bushes  bloomed well last year.  

It will be an adventure to begin a new garden. 

A Story -"The Surgery" and Snowdrops

A Story

The Surgery

Peter had been feeling more tired than usual and occasionally had some chest pain, but both he and Brenda were surprised when tests showed that he had serious plaque build-up in his heart.  They had been eating lots of vegetables and lean meat, and walked every day.  The cardiologist said that often the cholesterol problem had a genetic base. However, the doctor explained that the necessary bypass surgery was pretty routine these days and that after the recovery time of a few months, Peter would feel better than he had for a couple of years.

"At least we caught it before you had a heart attack," Brenda said trying to find a silver lining.

"We'll have to cancel our trip to Portugal," Peter replied.

Brenda suppressed a sigh. They had been saving up for a few years to go to Portugal and now the trip would have to be postponed. Realistically, they would have to wait a year to make sure Peter was fully recovered. She didn't relish the restricted life of the next several months.  It wouldn't just be missing out on the holiday.  She knew that life would be quiet and boring while he recuperated.  

The surgery was scheduled quickly and their days were filled with appointments. Peter was nervous, agitated, and irritable. Brenda wished he would be more positive so this pre-op time wouldn't be so stressful.  There would be plenty of real pain after the operation. Let him fuss and complain then.

The day of the surgery the surgeon spoke briefly with them, reassuring them with the confidence that came from thousands of successful procedures.  Peter relaxed, and even joked with Brenda. She gave him a big smile and kissed him firmly. 

"See you soon, sweetheart."

But lightning strikes without warning. Peter died on the operating table.

 Snowdrops are fairy flowers that come up extra early, even before all the snow has melted.  They tide us over until the bright purples, yellows and pinks of the other spring bloomers come along.

Snowdrops are planted in the fall.  They can tolerate shade as long as they get sun in the spring. They bloom reliably for years and will slowly naturalize making a nice big patch.  However, they are not invasive.  Some bulb fertilizer sprinkled around them after blooming and again in the fall will ensure the plants are healthy and robust.