Roof Garden, Slightly Less Chaos

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This is a panoramic of the roof garden taken just this week. There are a lot more plants out there then I was able to get into a composite. Unfortunately with the gazebo top on I could not shoot the photos from above, perched high up on a ladder like I did for the before image. As far as Project The Best and Most Ass Kicking the Roof Garden Has Ever Been, EVER 2008 is concerned I think things are well underway. One of my challenges for this year was to Eliminate All Messes. I’m not quite there yet but I have managed to reign it in by strategically placed furniture that acts as holding pens for the junk. I only just managed to get most of the transplant chaos alleviated so more attention to aesthetics will be coming up shortly.

I recently did an interview with REV Magazine that is now up on their site. I love what they wrote in the introduction about how I complain about the weather. Because I do, don’t I? Quite a lot actually. But I want you to know that I withheld this week and didn’t tell you about THE HAIL. In an act of progress that shows that I am rolling with the punches and conceding to less need for control I did not bring up the tiny balls of ice that plummeted to the ground threatening my basil in the last days of the month of June! And then the next day was hot and sweaty — a proper summer.

Okay, to confess I did complain about it in the forums.

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Poppy Seedpods on a Windy Afternoon

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I took this photo yesterday afternoon on a short visit to my favourite local public garden to get some practice with a new lens. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to reveal the location of this favourite spot for fear of disrupting the serenity that currently exists there.

After about an hour of photos I walked for another hour to a garden centre to inquire about the fifty thousand dollar viola (COME ON!!!) and then to the farmer’s market where I socially engaged with swell people and indulged in both a vanilla/maple sheep’s milk ice cream AND a large glass of cool, frothy chocolate beverage.

Good thing I did all that walking!

I don’t know what I did to deserve such a perfect summer afternoon on a weekday, let alone two in a row, but I’m learning to sit back and enjoy these super happy sunshine rainbow experiences without buckets of accompanying guilt.

I think they call that progress. I call that talk therapy in action.

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