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sabotabbyRight, so now the Eyrie's internets are back up and I can post about exciting gardening.
So we have a roof garden. It is Just For Us. Mad Mary the Landlady gets the garden in the front of the house, and the community garden across the street (although I guess we can work on that, too), but we have the only apartment with roof access. How awesome is that?
It looks much like this:
Previous tenants, at least for the last few years, have not cared very much about having a garden.
We got garden tools, soil, and plants, and had at it. My arms and legs are still sore. Every single planter was a massive den of weeds, and it was a great deal of fun committing plant genocide all over the roof.
We planted:
Cucumbers!
Sweet peppers!
Cherry tomatoes!
As well as two types of eggplant (the usual kind, and finger eggplants), hot peppers, celery, and red leaf lettuce.
We are soon going to plant herbs of various sorts and maybe catnip and some flowers.
Squee!
If you don't want me to take your picture, don't always be in my neighbourhood being all cute and fuzzy and stuff. Just sayin'.
On a completely different note, I have been distracting myself with more Doctor Who. I was a mite irked that they wrote off Mickey, although everyone saw it coming last week, because damn, I liked him. He had, I think, more of a traditional Companion role than Rose did, in the sense of being the character that most of us are going to relate to. (If we're supposed to relate much to Rose, someone's fucking up in a lot of episodes. Because while I like her character, she's now too much a part of the Doctor's life to be the viewer's window in.)
Besides, he was pretty. Anyway, I hope he fixed the carpet before taking off for Paris, as it would suck to choose to stay behind only to have his granny die because he forgot. Again. Did that bother anyone else?
So we have a roof garden. It is Just For Us. Mad Mary the Landlady gets the garden in the front of the house, and the community garden across the street (although I guess we can work on that, too), but we have the only apartment with roof access. How awesome is that?
It looks much like this:
Previous tenants, at least for the last few years, have not cared very much about having a garden.
We got garden tools, soil, and plants, and had at it. My arms and legs are still sore. Every single planter was a massive den of weeds, and it was a great deal of fun committing plant genocide all over the roof.
We planted:
Cucumbers!
Sweet peppers!
Cherry tomatoes!
As well as two types of eggplant (the usual kind, and finger eggplants), hot peppers, celery, and red leaf lettuce.
We are soon going to plant herbs of various sorts and maybe catnip and some flowers.
Squee!
If you don't want me to take your picture, don't always be in my neighbourhood being all cute and fuzzy and stuff. Just sayin'.
On a completely different note, I have been distracting myself with more Doctor Who. I was a mite irked that they wrote off Mickey, although everyone saw it coming last week, because damn, I liked him. He had, I think, more of a traditional Companion role than Rose did, in the sense of being the character that most of us are going to relate to. (If we're supposed to relate much to Rose, someone's fucking up in a lot of episodes. Because while I like her character, she's now too much a part of the Doctor's life to be the viewer's window in.)
Besides, he was pretty. Anyway, I hope he fixed the carpet before taking off for Paris, as it would suck to choose to stay behind only to have his granny die because he forgot. Again. Did that bother anyone else?
