<b>МИР НЕ НУЖДАЕТСЯ В ГРАНИЦАХ</b>

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Mensagem de Amor Pablo Neruda

Antes de amar-te, amor, nada era meu Vacilei pelas ruas e as coisas: Nada contava nem tinha nome: O mundo era do ar que esperava. E conheci salões cinzentos, Túneis habitados pela lua, Hangares cruéis que se despediam, Perguntas que insistiam na areia. Tudo estava vazio, morto e mudo, Caído, abandonado e decaído, Tudo era inalteravelmente alheio, Tudo era dos outros e de ninguém, Até que tua beleza e tua pobreza De dádivas encheram o outono.Ganhe dinheiro trabalhando em casa

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O que faço? Tudo esta igual… Suas lembranças me fazem chorar, Me esforço para não pensar, Mas meu coração vai mal! É grande demais essa paixão. Esse amor só sabe me destruir! Quero fugir da vida, desta solidão, Encontrar um cantinho só para dormir. Quero o silêncio para esquecer sua voz, Deixar os lábios mudos, sem dizer nada, Já não leio poesia para não pensar em nós. Aqui perguntam por você a toda hora… Vou dar ordem para não falar seu nome. Sinto muito! Preciso colocar um fim

O que faço? Tudo esta igual… Suas lembranças me fazem chorar, Me esforço para não pensar, Mas meu coração vai mal! É grande demais essa paixão. Esse amor só sabe me destruir! Quero fugir da vida, desta solidão, Encontrar um cantinho só para dormir. Quero o silêncio para esquecer sua voz, Deixar os lábios mudos, sem dizer nada, Já não leio poesia para não pensar em nós. Aqui perguntam por você a toda hora… Vou dar ordem para não falar seu nome. Sinto muito! Preciso colocar um fim agora.como ganhar dinheiro com adsense

Found On Water Barrel

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Gray Tree Frog

This handsome fellow was hanging out on my water barrel. This is the same water barrel that is inexplicably full of tadpoles. There are Many Fewer Tadpoles Now.

I have a suspicion that he might be involved. But that’s okay. At least the tadpoles are being useful. (I have transferred as many to the pond as possible, but the remaining few are avoiding the Official Tadpole Transferring Pitcher.*) The alternative is that they expire in the water barrel or somehow grow to froghood on a near-nonexistant food supply, and I was feeling kinda guilty about them.

The gray tree frog seems to think that a water barrel is THE place to hang out during a hot day, since it’s damp and shady, so I’ve been leaving the top cracked for him to get in and out.

*I am not allowed to use it in the house anymore.

Originally published at Squash's Garden. You can comment here or there.

The New Veggie Bed!

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Ta-da!

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Made of eighty-five concrete drystone wall blocks (the kind with the little lip so that the top ones can’t slide off the one underneath in response to pressure from behind) and holding a little over a cubic yard of dirt. I did it all myself with my little red wheelbarrow and my little Pontiac Vibe. (Okay, the dirt was delivered, but I still had to truck it from the front yard in the wheelbarrow!) For those keeping track at home, that means I moved well over a ton of materials in the wheelbarrow, over the course of a week.

Stamina. I haz it.

It gets more or less full sun (more toward the front), but is in partial shade in the afternoon, which is actually what you want for veggies down here, since the afternoon heat is merciless. I don’t know if it’ll take tomatoes, but I plan to plant beans, carrots, daikons and beets to start, and maybe some lettuce is in the shadier bits around back. There are a couple of small gaps in the stone, mostly at the corners, owing to the wedge-shaped nature of the beast, and I’ll finally have a spot to tuck a few of those little species that all say “Try planting in the cracks of a drystone wall!” Well, HA! I finally have a drystone wall—sort of—and I WILL so THERE!*

It’s not as big as my main veggie bed that wraps around the deck, but it’s over a foot deep, which is amazing compared to the other beds. (A scant few inches of topsoil and compost over clay subsoil. We do not double dig here. We do not even single-dig. We break our shovels and burst into tears.)  I’m hopeful for the root vegetables this time—I’ve managed small beets in the other beds, and I’m trying Parisenne carrots there this year—but it’s so nice to finally have a space where I’m pretty confident I can do real, finicky, must-have-deep-loose-soil root vegetables.

The rest of the garden in this shot is not very attractive at the moment. Winter is visually much harsher down here. (I never realized how many sins snow hides.) Most of my efforts have been on the front yard, which has nice dried grasses and evergreen Carolina jessamine, but this patch is…rough. Oh, well. I will eventually get some evergreens back here to break up the monotony of dead oak leaves and to disguise the chain link fence, but frankly, there’s only so much you can do in such an aggressively deciduous climate.

But—NEW VEGGIE BED! Woohoo!

*I may be retaining some small bitterness after all these years.

Originally published at Squash's Garden. You can comment here or there.