Decca Market Garden

So, here's the garden plan for the year. Each of the twenty-five beds are 4'x20'. Bed A is 4'x54', bed B is 3'x60', bed C is 3'x31' and bed D is 6'4"x68'.

Today I was informed that someone's brother was having his prostrate removed. Surely he is now looking forward to quite an apathetic future. No more kneeling and pleading for him - no, sir! With a renewed, detached sense of calm, maybe he could visit Thompson's Funeral Home and Cremation Services, Inc. "Huh?", you think. "Eliza, why are you familiar with the local afterlife-care service industry in Charlottesville?" I'm glad you asked. See, Thompson's is a particularly non-apathetic business. The owners of this fine business have certainly NOT had their prostrate removed. For you see, I have joined a new choir (horrible usurper that I am) and when carefully observing others via visual clues (aka judging) I noticed the delightful lady next to me carrying her music around in a "Thompson's Funeral Home and Cremation Services, Inc." tote bag. They are incorporated, you see. A serious business that requires a serious business plan - including advertising in the form of tote-bags. No longer resigned to waiting for the inevitability of death to spur business - no, no! they are advertising!
I wonder, though, if advertising a funeral company can improve business? Actually causing death - yes, I can see how that would improve business. But on the whole, I understand why death-related businesses - in general, of course - spare on advertising costs. I wonder - was the tote bag free? Did she receive it upon the death of a loved one who patronized said funeral home or cremation service? "I am so sorry for the death of your loved one - I hope this free tote bag shows the full spectrum of my sympathy towards you". That sort of thing? Maybe she works there? But surely they wouldn't make bags solely for their employees - maybe they were leftovers from some ill-thought out promotion - Refer Us Your Next Dead Acquaintance And Receive 10% Off Your Next Burial AND A Complementary Tote Bag. Something like that. The mind wanders when presented with a thing like this.
Needless to say, I won't ask her. I will continue to "visually observe", though. Maybe more clues will come in the form of her pencil case being a decorative urn or her trying to pass her hearse off as a station wagon. We'll see.

Would you like a tour of my yurt?

Its thrilling.

Cows behind my yurt

This video was taken from my porch. Turn the volume up and listen to the bitter end - you'll hear them a-mooin'.

So now what do I do?

Here they are:



I really do know what to do with them. Honestly, I do. To the trash with you, bastard socks! But dear Jonathan Stone got me thinking. Dear, dear, evil Jonathan Stone. He suggested I make a home for wayward socks, where all orphaned socks can go and live out their natural lives (which, it seems, would be eternity, as they are no long being worn). A little cardboard box with cubbyholes and windows they can look out of.
Now that's just silly.
But I was thinking - does anyone want them? They're not all mine! How could I throw away what is not mine! For example: that "white" one with the sparklies - I think that's Spoo's. I have no idea how I got that weird nude colored one. Oh, and look - a mitten! That strange blue one - that's from flying British Airways - I'm sure someone has a similar lonely, shapeless, tubular blue BA sock and is dying for a match. So you just let me know. Send me an email and I'll mail it right to you.

Anyways, I think I'll throw them away in a week. But if you want any of them, let me know. They'll be so pleased.

The yurt

It is round. There are many shelves. It is better than our old apartment by far. The shower is in the house and its very hot and has good water pressure. The washing machine is in the house and there is a line right off my back porch. The yurt has a nice sized back porch. Right behind the yurt there is a cattle farm. There are cows right behind me house. I hear them mooing in the morning and the afternoon. There are chickens at the house. The rooster crows quite alot. At the top of my yurt there is a clear dome. It is bright in the yurt all day and at night you can see the stars through it. It has a heat pump and gets warm enough - I imagine when it is not in the 20's and 30's the yurt could be quite warm. The fat cat got beat up - by brambles... She had thorns all over her. There are four dogs and six cats including our own. They are all very nice. There are 7 people living here including us - Kathy in the other yurt, Laura and George and Katrina (Laura's daughter) in the house, and Tim in his trailer. Its like a little village. I have a toaster oven and a fridge and an electric kettle and a crockpot. We are getting a hot plate. It works well - I have baked bread and made beef and other things. We bring the dishes to the house to wash.

Life with my dear friend, Presario

Dear Eliza,
How silly of you to think that you would be able to run two programs at one time. Foolish girl.
Sincerely,
Your Computer

Dear Computer,
I shall defragment you and do other things recommended to me - things I do not understand. Hopefully then you will return to your normal state.
Yours truly,
Eliza

Dear Eliza,
Hahaha. That is so dumb. I am going to run even worse now just because you're trying. Thanks for brightening up my day.
Love,
Your Computer