tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380605413166707395.post7280651303601055953..comments2023-11-03T03:14:16.382-07:00Comments on Under A Prairie Sky...: Torpid TuesdayMadcaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07557763096456837657noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380605413166707395.post-30189939856287894692010-05-20T06:41:54.728-07:002010-05-20T06:41:54.728-07:00Good morning, Mercutio!
Funny you should mention ...Good morning, Mercutio!<br /><br />Funny you should mention sea-level... I've been having a hankering for the Big Wobbly Blue Thing lately. I haven't been further from home than a four-hour drive for about a decade, and haven't been out of province since, um, jeez, it's been more than 20 years! Wow. But I'm thinking that the kids are getting older, and in a couple years maybe we could take a vacation to the West Coast, and I could put my feet in the ocean, see the sequoias and the Haida totems, go to a community acupuncture clinic... ;-)<br /><br />Now about rutabagas. I tried them once, and here's the problem. They're part of the cabbage family, and because the whole province is carpeted with canola crops, the air is thick with cabbage moths. I've either got to find some physical barrier that works (the sun-cloth we threw over the first try didn't work), or I need a non-poisonous chemical to protect them, and that's outside my ken at this point.<br /><br />I didn't know they made a good smell when you mowed them, though. Curious that they haven't been introduced as a ground-cover, don't you think that would be attractive?Madcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07557763096456837657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380605413166707395.post-9014220562649233302010-05-19T17:42:25.581-07:002010-05-19T17:42:25.581-07:00Goodness! It seems you barely had time to dry out...Goodness! It seems you barely had time to dry out from the mud of the melted snow before drought and wildfire come upon you.<br />I suppose over the average there's a happy medium in that. It might well have passed you by in the middle of the night while you were asleep. That's the trouble with averages-- they're so transitory. Their appeal is in an illusion of some degree of permanence, or stability at the very least; and yet none of it is to be had at any given time.<br />Did you ever wonder about sea level? What is sea level, exactly, when the waves rise up and roll out one right after the other, and the tides raise up and recede as well. Sea level is a constantly changing thing. You and I both really have no idea what level the sea is at in this particular moment-- we can only guess according to some second-hand tale-- "Big water, that way <i>(indicating)</i>; about this high <i>(holding up the hand with palm parallel to the ground)</i>." But we really don't know. It might be better that way.<br /><br />I don't know where all of this is going. Really, I was going to mention rutabagas in all of this, so consider them mentioned. Those things grow like wildfire, with the exception of having to get the provincial volunteer force over to stamp them out. Although it is an idea, mind you. Plus, they make your lawnmower smell good if you run over them. Though you likely keep other fragrant plants about for this purpose.Mercutiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13270898097330918764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380605413166707395.post-50517618211213970302010-05-18T16:27:39.787-07:002010-05-18T16:27:39.787-07:00We're NE of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Officia...We're NE of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Officially the area is listed as "parkland", but it's a lot more like prairie where we are. My husband was doing some research about local weather patterns, and while we're in a drought compared to the last century, it seems that the current state is more like the previous two hundred years to that. <br /><br />I'm not a specific worrier - I just succumb to completely overwhelming global anxiety every now and then! I guess if the winds start carrying the fire our way, I'll pack up the photo albums and the computer, some clothes and toothbrushes, and away we go... The world's too big for me to worry about it all. For years I got more and more wound up about the overall condition of everything going to hell in a handbasket, but it depressed and terrified me so badly that I nearly stopped breathing. Now I try to ignore everything except my little corner, and maybe one or two other little corners, and call it good enough so that I can still sleep at night.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by to chat! I like getting to know new folk, especially people who are spreading their wings in new directions.Madcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07557763096456837657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380605413166707395.post-41760528993115328872010-05-18T16:11:31.541-07:002010-05-18T16:11:31.541-07:00That's so scary, both the drought and the wild...That's so scary, both the drought and the wildfires! How can you not think about it all the time? I'm a worrier by nature, so I can't imagine. I did live in Reno for quite a few years, though, and I remember there being wildfires nearby, though they never got too close to the city. As for droughts ... global warming is what comes to mind, something I'm a little too scared of, though for good reason.<br /><br />On another note, we've got our little garden going too (potatoes, onions, lettuce, asparagus, spinach, some herbs), though it's been raining here so much lately that I haven't had a chance to plant some other seedlings I just picked up at Farmers' Market.<br /><br />Where exactly do you live, by the way?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com