Spring is Sprung! …
We’ve been busy. Busy with work, extra work, travels, The Plan, dog(s), friends, and all the other joys that life has to offer. And in case you hadn’t noticed, we haven’t been that great about updating. But since we had time to put in our garden on Sunday, we thought we’d share. It doesn’t look like much now, but there’s here’s a huge batch of garlic, some broccoli, two types of lettuce, chard, cucumbers, tomatoes, and a variety of herbs. The only thing missing is the peppers section, which will be put in place in a few weeks, after it warms up. We’re hoping the garden won’t take too much supervision this year….as long as we can keep Haley out of it.
Look what we made! …
We’ve confessed our addiction to DIY television shows in the past. One of the projects that inspired us was a bit on Gardening by the Yard about making your own trellis out of copper pipe. We thought copper would be a great garden accent for our craftsman-style bungalow. So, we whipped out the graph paper, got all the supplies for cutting and soldering pipe, and after carefully cutting out the pieces, we spent the better part of Sunday welding everything together.
Now our peas will have something to cling to!
Our Least Favourite Time of the Year …
End of summer? No. Beginning of autumn? Nope.
Bug season. More specifically, cricket season.
I am sure many of you are thinking “What the heck is cricket season, you mad freak?” Well, cricket season is that time of year when crickets who live outside start to wiggle their way inside. Once inside, they proceed to rub their wings together at the most inopportune times—such as when you are trying to sleep!
Last night we were taunted by one particularly loud bugger who was well protected by the radiator. After about 10 minutes of trying to find him we gave up and dragged our cranky asses to the futon, defeated and exhausted.
It is hard to blame the stupid little insects though. Apparently they are able to tune themselves out!
Wish we could the same.
However, since we can’t, we are going to make the cricket a little cocktail.
Home, Sweet Home …
When we first started looking at the possibility of buying a house, we were hell-bent on being in the heart of things. We wanted to be able to walk to restaurants, shops, etc. We didn’t want to spend our free time commuting, and we certainly didn’t want to be in some whitebread suburb with matching houses, miles of lawn, and no soul.
We thought that the only way to accomplish this was to find a place in the heart of the District. We were wrong.
What we found is that we could have everything we wanted—and more—in Silver Spring. And once we saw this little bungalow, we knew we were home.
