Let us ride together, Blowing mane and hair, Careless of the weather, Miles ahead of care, Ring of hoof and snaffle, Swing of waist and hip, Trotting down the twisted road With the world let slip. Anonymous riding song.
Along for the ride:
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
a bit of everything
I have a lot of plants in pots to brighten areas where there is more concrete than I can bear. These three, in front of our garage, overlap shamelessly and make me guess where to aim the hose for watering purposes.
The nasturtiums re-seeded themselves from last year. The black petunias were an inspiration for Halloween 2009 and I love their pansy-velvet richness. Yellow columbine are a bit wishy-washy compared to other color combinations in other spots but, of course, the one I like least grows the best. The pink flowers are ivy geraniums, grown from a friend's cutting and since shared with others. There are some frilly purple and white iris in the middle and strong pointed leaves promising the next batch of powder and darker blues.
What is hidden in the middle of one pot is a slender stalk that is the first sign of dahlias to come. We'll have to wait and see what color they turn out to be.
If I were a tree, I would be a London Plane. I am gregarious but enjoy solitude. I am English in my heart and soul, but still have room for other nations. I have lived in six countries and picked up a French husband along the way. We have a wonderful, kind, strong-minded daughter who has become a "Human of whom to be proud". I am a magnet for the lost. I foster collies (and collie cousins and the occasional, accidental, cat or crow). Those I have saved have saved me in return. I notice the world around me and often talk to strangers. Traveling alone is interesting, liberating and fulfilling. I am good at most things that I undertake but have few formal qualifications. I am able to have and treasure friends with whom I disagree about almost everything. My life is not over. Who knows where I am headed?
A ponyism is one of Life's Truths perceived from the perspective of an Effing Pony: - Life's a Bluff! - Those who aspire to make their mark on this world must expect to scrape some skin on the walls of experience. - The greatest value of money is as the currency of Hope.
- To be an Ass or an Asset, that is the question?
-Selective memory is but the first step on the path to magical thinking.
-Not all Baggage comes with wheels. -When your hero is a horse you are less likely to be disappointed than were he a human.
-Unfortunately, great wealth does not always equate with class.
-A dick, surrounded by puppies, remains a dick. -What better antidote to evil than kittens? -Any time you have something heavy, ready to drop, your cat will sit right below and look up at you.