September 08, 2004
Gratuitous Domestic Posting (TM) - Garden Division
Just a random note from the garden - perhaps its the rain we're supposed to get from the remains of Frances that makes me think about this today.
I can well see now where the Blackberry Lily gets its name and why Thomas Jefferson was so interested in it. The seed pods on mine are opening up, revealing big clusters of large, round, dark seeds. Damme if they don't look like blackberries. I can also see why this plant is so prolific a self-spreader. There is something about these seeds that just oozes life and heartiness. You know perfectly well that anywhere they drop they're going to thrive. My godparents started out with a single specimen two or three years ago and now the stuff is all over their garden. I won't mind if that happens with mine too.
(Oh, speaking of the garden, I finally gave in and decided to give Kathy the Cake Eater's anti-rabbit folk remedy a try. With all the hamburger I'd eaten over the weekend, I reckoned it was time to lock and load. Sorry, no pictures. I'll let you know how it turns out.)
Posted by Robert at September 8, 2004 08:21 AM | TrackBackYeah, well if I wind up killing the flowers myself, I'm going to be pretty crabby about it!
Posted by: Robert the Llama Butcher at September 8, 2004 11:49 AMIf you go back and reread that section I quoted, Claire wants Jamie to, er, do his business around the borders of the garden. Not on the flowers, but around them. It's the scent that sends the wee buggers to scampering, not the actual, er, stuff.
Aim Wisely.
Alas, the only time I'm willing to go for it is late at night, which means 1) it's pitch black outside and 2) I may not be drunk, but I may not be completely sober either. As a result, my aim may not be all that one could wish.
Posted by: Robert the Llama Butcher at September 8, 2004 12:37 PM
