Showing posts with label Wishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wishing. Show all posts

Friday, May 30, 2008

Rosy Friday

These are the roses I would plant on an arbor, and I would plant them now if we weren't living in this house (the garden is pretty much out of room). It's called a Climbing Joseph's Coat and it's blooms range from yellow, peach, pink and orange, all on the same plant. I'm not a rose person, but these totally won me over. *sigh* One day...

So things on the work side have calmed down substantially. I will officially have a weekend off now! I plan on working on the basement, choosing some tiles for the master ensuite, finding some new decor ideas for the living room and hitting up a bbq we're invited to. It will be quite civilized!

Monday, May 26, 2008

Therapy

I'm waiting at the moment for my Monday morning to begin, (there's noon deadlines today, but at least I'm not the slow one!) but I took some time over the weekend to absorb my garden. It may be small, but it makes me happy. The lilacs are starting to bloom and everything is starting to grow like mad now. I've planted plenty of annuals for colour (my favorites being the monkey flowers, petunias and sweet peas) and my containers and baskets are starting to fill in. I also managed to get out on Sunday to fertilize the lawn (all natural, of course) and clean a few things up. So here's some garden goodness to take in:

A group of containers, with monkey flowers, wave petunias, coleus, and sweet peas.Close up of a monkey flower.Potatoes planted a la Jamie Oliver, in bags of soil (I think they need to be called the Three Tenors or the Three Stooges because they look like faces where we've stabbed them!).Urn planted with pansies, sweet peas, a trailing vine I forget the name of and those stinky white trailing flowers that just managed to survive the winter on the porch and came back again.One of the veggie boxes with tomatoes and a yellow pepper started by seed!My favorite container(s) this year, the one I was trying to emulate from the garden magazine, but I couldn't find all the plants they used exactly. So now there's a canna lily, pansies, creeping jenny, a big succulent that I can't remember the name of, kale and cabbage.The containers on the railing. A coleus that's dying (doesn't like all the sun there, who knew?), pansies, cabbage (yes, we'll see how that looks!), potato vines and something else I can't remember the name of right now.One of three hanging baskets, with our neon green permit still stuck in the window. One day soon that will be coming down and we won't have to advertise to the neighbourhood that our house is a disaster inside.

Hopefully I'll be more up-and-at-'em with the blog this week. The past two weeks have been hairy with deadlines and work piled on in ways I haven't ever seen. It seemed for a while there that I was a giant magnet and everyone within the city limits were zipping over with new projects (all which have insanely tight deadlines). Of course, being the designer who doesn't want to disappoint, I put my life on hold and work to get it all done. I think this will be all coming to an end this week (barring the odd press check and runaround or two) and I can't wait to have normal weekends again, and time to cruise through my daily/weekly list of blogs. Now to just get this morning over with...

Monday, March 24, 2008

Happy Holi

I think that this may be the best festival/holiday that I've ever heard of but don't get to celebrate (it started March 22 and ends today). It's called Holi, and is is the festival that carries India and its people into the bright days of summer. (yes, I cut and pasted that part in...I can't describe it better than that)

But the best part is what they do on Holi. Coloured powder (Gulal) is bought and prepared, long syringes called 'pichkaris' are made ready and water balloons are bought and filled. Preparations are made to cook the special food items that are exclusively meant for this festival.

Children, friends and neighbours gather on the streets and a riot of colour takes over. Coloured powders called 'abeer' or 'gulal' are thrown into the air and smeared on faces and bodies. 'Pichkaris' are filled with coloured water and this is spurted onto people. Water balloons are thrown at friends and neighbours in the spirit of fun. Sometimes, mud baths are prepared and people are 'dunked' into this amidst much laughter and teasing. The visitors carry 'abeer' or 'gulal' to pay their respects to elders by sprinkling some on their feet. The younger crowd is drenched with buckets of coloured water and pummeled with water balloons. 'Dholaks' or Indian drums are heard everywhere and the songs of Holi are carried by the voices of these merry-makers. (More cutting and pasting...hey, I'm no expert on this!)
Women with gulal on them.
I'm sitting here jealous that I don't live in India for the first time in my life. How much fun does that sound? How amazing would all those colours flying all over the place look? I suppose I'll just have to sit here and look at pictures. *sigh*

If you're a keener like I am, read a bit more about it here.