Random and inconsistent snippets from an unstructured mind. My truth may not be your truth. A fact is a fact only by standing on it. It can't fall down, there is nothing holding it up... Except some sort of capitalist exploitation. The writer is a 3rd generation Indigenous Australian. Not, i might add, Aboriginal - two different concepts.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
What else does one do with a patch of dirt..
Jeepers, I do come up with heaps of incomprehensible drivel at times.
'Tis winter, the days are sunny with clouds and showers. Bloody cold at night (10C is freezing to old bones), can't afford to take the risk of allowing the "energy" Corporations to steal whatever spare cent in my possession, so have resorted to thermal underwear and ski suits.
On the other hand .. 'tis time for planting.
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All looking very Jacques Tadi Davo. So what are they? Or are you too embarrassed to say they're Pansies. (heh) I know, they're not pansies are they. Are they? I do like pansies, they're not strawberrys because that'd be a dumb place to plant strawberries. S'pose you're not going to tell me now. Winter a good time to plant stuff you reckon? Ummm. I know I've got Ranunculas in yon crisper ready to go in. Manyana, along with the fifty billion other things to do on 'days off'. Marigolds perhaps? Go on its not girly. What are they?
Yer too clever by half, Link.
Yup, the ones with visible leaves are Pansies. Am also waiting to see what the 20 or so tiny - at this point, invisible - seeds, are going to produce in that patch of dirt.
(and his name is Tati, methinks .. heh)
thanks I wondered about that.
I love pansies. Photos in Spring Please.
comment would not stick to your blog last night.
I looked at the picture and said to myself " ah ha, another guy who is proud of his plumbing as I am"
but it seems this is about the flowers. You will have to put up a picture when they are grown and blooming.
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