One Fall Day

Hope you all had a nice weekend. We certainly enjoyed ours. I should have been getting ready for the Craft Social, but I had other projects in line.

Enjoying the Backyard

The boy is crying not because he was hurt. He tried to lock me up in the garden and I yelled at him. Needless to say, he went back inside the house for a while.

Black and Decker Cultivator

This garden tool was pretty nice to use once the hard clay was amended with peat moss.

Planting Garlic

After planting the garlic, it was time to enjoy the leaves.

Fall Leaves

Life is Fun

**Updated: Wow! This is my 100th post – a great way to “celebrate”. Thanks to everyone who takes time out of their day to share time with us!

About Line Parking (a.k.a. handicapped parking)

Eastman demonstrating handicapped parking

The diagonal lines next to handicapped parking spots in a parking lot… let’s talk about them.

I will admit that I have left a shopping cart in the lines from time to time, making sure it’s up against the post and never when it’s windy outside. But that’s wrong, and I’m truly sorry for those times. As a recovering shopping cart abandon-er, I haven’t done it in a long time. However, it is one of my pet peeves seeing people park their vehicles ON those diagonal lines, so much so that I want to carry post-it notes and leave neighborly reminders that THOSE spots are NOT legal parking spots, nor are they “waiting” spots. Like you’re waiting for someone to just drop off that rental movie in the drop-box. It’s not necessarily a pet peeve just because my husband is disabled, though it might fuel the fire. I have never in my driving career parked on the lines, in those spots. It’s respect, it’s the law.

Trying to get into the car at Costco parking lot

I apologize for this eensy, teensy photo that I took with my mobile phone. We were out tonight grocery shopping and look at what happened. Those carts weren’t there when we got there.

Those lines are there not as mere or more spot holders for disabled drivers or those driving with disabled passengers. People are not supposed to park their cars or motorcycles there so that those disabled people have room to maneuver their car, wheelchair, equipment and/or themselves. The space is there for everyone’s safety. You might see an elderly person with a walker – they need room. Maybe you’ve seen a full-size van in the handicap spots – they might have a wheelchair lift inside and if you park right up next to them in the lines, you’ll be blocking their equipment. Your car could incur damage, or maybe their equipment might get damaged if they try to operate it. Either way it’s not a great situation.

How about someone in a wheelchair, paralyzed or not? Some people out there may not realize that the disabled person is actually the driver. They’re not always the passenger. So, don’t assume that just because there’s a spot on either side of that car in the handicap parking spot, you could possibly park next to the driver’s side. You can’t maneuver a wheelchair in a space that’s three feet or less. My husband’s chair is a smaller width, and sometimes he can shimmy by, but it’s tough. It’s even tougher if he’s by himself and has no room to take apart his chair as he usually does. We definitely don’t like to run the risk of dinging someone’s car.

And, you know where I find it most surprising where line parking occurs? At our church! And, on occasion, I have seen our fellow parishioners enter their non-disabled license plated cars (or sans handicap placard) after services while we’re also at our car loading up. They will not make eye contact with us whatsoever. They will not look up, they will not acknowledge, etc. Okay, maybe they’re busy, running to the Sunday pancake breakfast with the family, or getting ready to sit down for football, but I do hope that they think twice about parking on the lines.

Sometimes, people look at me and even approach me like I’m the one robbing the handicap spot and I have to explain, “My husband uses a wheelchair, he just went in ahead of me.” Then I get a “Oh, I’m sorry.” S’okay, folks, I appreciate you policing the parking lot! I wish more of you did! On the other hand, it’s a tough, tough call when I see handicap license plates or placards up in a car that’s parked on the lines. Lots of times it’s during the holidays when parking lots are packed. In those situations, I let it go, and usually, I end up seeing those people getting in or out of their car, and I nod in understanding.

So, please, friends, when you see those diagonal lines, remember those spots are already taken. Don’t risk getting that $250 to $500 fine. There’ll probably be more open spots in the next aisle or just around the corner.

In the Backyard

Over the last few weeks, we’ve been busy in the backyard. Yes, while also preparing for family houseguests and the wedding. Needless to say, our home has been very active over the last month.

We wanted to do something in the southwest corner of our backyard – the shadiest part, too. We called up our friend who also designed our home to help us pull together some ideas. These are the “before” shots.

Southwest corner

Looking west

Not so full garden bed - south elevation before

Here’s where we are now:

Southwest corner

Our poor friends… the clay soil was really tough to work through. They also ran into some leftover construction debris (stones, concrete scraps). I’m so glad they were able to help. Patrick is laying out the patio where most of the flagstone came from “Freecycle”.

Working on the arbor

Pretty arbor – the doorway to the shade garden.

Fenced kitchen garden in progress

Fencing to keep the critters out – have to add the chicken wire.

Fenced kitchen garden

The raised beds are bordered by our leftover brick from original house construction. We have a few more details to complete and then we’ll be done for the season which is a good thing… it was a balmy 30 degrees (or less) overnight. Hopefully the plants will survive since they’ve been in for almost a month now.

Shade Garden Plantings: Henry’s Garnet Sweetspire, Viburnum “Winterthur”, Jack Frost Brunnera, ferns and other steppable plants interspersed within the stone patio.

Rain Barrel at Work

Our 55 gallon rain barrel filled up so fast, which is great, and then it started spilling over. That was expected. The problem is WHERE it was spilling into.

Rain barrel at work

Soil was getting washed away, and water was just pouring right underneath our driveway. It probably disturbed critters living there, if there were any at all. But the big concern is that the soil backfill is just eroding, and soon we might have a big problem with our basement flooding, or driveway sinking, or who knows. The weather calls for more rain tomorrow, so we emptied the barrel into the side yard which hardly gets wet from the rain since it’s shaded by a big tree on our neighbor’s lawn.

We’re thinking about painting the barrel someday. See here for some examples!

Bird Problems

Note: Some pictures will not be for the squeamish. Proceed with caution. You have been warned!

It seems like we’re having a run of bird issues. At first it was all innocent. We had a family of robins living just outside of Abby’s window.

Robin's Nest

Our neighbor also has a birdfeeder with some sort of wild bird mix with berries and we’re seeing a lot of beautiful cardinals and blue jays. But, with that comes interesting splotches of dark blue-purple all over the patio and driveway. One of them dropped a bird-doo bomb on my car, on the driver’s side door WHILE I was pulling into our driveway with the window OPEN. GROSS, right? I had to wipe off the door, window “sill” and part of my seat. Ollie and I were spared from any splash.

Then one day, I’m in the basement and… THUD!

“Joules… bird!” says Eastman.

“What?”

“I said, “Bird!”, a bird just ran into the window…” says Eastman.

“It was so loud, Mom!” says Abby.

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Oh no. Oh yes, the husband says, and he’s laughing! I creep up to the window slowly and see the ugliest, yet saddest, blackbird lying still on our patio. I actually shrieked…eeeeeee… and ran around my kitchen like a crazy girl. You know that feeling when your stomach all of a sudden drops, and you feel a little sick and all the color has drained out of your face? Yeah, that’s me, because it’s my job to dispose of the aviary corpse. Ugh. Not my favorite chore. I tried to tell my husband that, hey, it’s like a husbandly duty sort of thing, but there are some actual physical challenges and so I have to do it.

Within one week of the blackbird incident, there were two other birds run over in front of our home in the street. At least I didn’t have to clean them up.

The other day, Abby and our next door neighbor’s granddaughter found a robin’s egg in the backyard. On the ground. I took the pictures approaching the egg, then Abby says, “Ooh, ooh, I want to take a picture from my side.” I didn’t know she’d take a close up. It’s impressive, but definitely not pretty. I didn’t realize the egg was “inhabited”.

Robin's EggRobin's Egg - A little closerUnfotunate Robin's Egg

Filipino people out there… balut! Eeeeek!

Too much water

It’s been a busy summer already, and I haven’t made time to consistently blog. Not only that, but a week ago, we had this crazy rainfall that flooded much of the town we live in. Thank goodness we didn’t get any seepage in the basement, but my husband’s parents did… again. We live about 2 miles north of them, and they took in about 7″ or 8″ inches of water in the basement, and then the power went out. No sump pump, no air conditioning. Not fun. Oh, did I mention it was sweltering that day? And, it’s been 90 degrees or more this past week, too? The in-laws have been camping out at our place in the evenings.

"Lake" in the backyardGutters overflowingLow spot on the patio

We were concerned that we might get some water in the house. The gutters were overflowing (as seen above) and there was a nice pool of water by our back door. I was afraid it would breach the foundation, or the door seal, or something? You never know where water will get into. But, we were safe… we just have to watch out for all the mosquitos from all the standing water everywhere. Yuck.

So, with things settling down, I’ll be back with more food, crafts and adventures.

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