Wednesday 31 March 2010

Det klør i fingrene

Jeg æææælsker sådan en rigtig vinter som den vi lige har haft. Når naboerne brokker sig over at de for 7. gang på 2 uger skal skovle indkørslen fri for sne, slippes mit indre-men-ikke-særligt-skjulte legebarn løs og jeg tumler ned til det pissekolde busstoppested med snefnug i øjenvipperne og fryd i hele min bundfrosne krop.

Men nu - NU skal det være forår! Jeg vil ud og grave i jorden, kigge til mine kompostorme, indsnuse duften af græs - og dyrke et eller andet!!!  Jeg er ikke den sejeste gartner og hvert eneste år er der eklatante fiaskoer (som regel at jeg dyrker en masse og ikke får det spist, så jeg har sært stokløbne gevækster over det hele. Alternativt at det slet ikke bliver til noget.)  Men én ting har jeg dog til fælles med "rigtige havemennesker" - jeg opgiver aldrig, never, niemals, og er altid sikker på at netop i år bliver året, hvor det lykkes mig at dyrke noget kål der bliver spist af andre end kålormene.

Og så læser jeg - blade, internet, havesiderne i Familie Journalen, alt muligt - og i dag fandt jeg en ny-for-mig-blog. Den skrives af en mand lige her i Århus som kan noget med farver, og som gerne smider penge efter et drivhus som gør mig helt svag i knæene. Det er ren blomsterporno, på den fede måde :-)    Når jeg engang bliver stor, vil jeg have sådan en have. Og sådan et drivhus! Pt er ambitionerne anderledes jordbundne - jeg pønser på at kreere mit helt eget low-cost minidrivhus af en reol og en regnfrakke (sådan da...)

Jeg ville gerne bo inde i det drivhus (but I don't think he'll let me...)

Sunday 21 March 2010

Interlude

I am not a "real" blogger. I don't write often enough, there's no "theme", I know all my followers in person.

So now I have a question for the Real Bloggers:

Do you remember the first time someone you didn't know left a comment? And what was it like?

As for me, I feel pretty darned pleased   :-)  :-)   :-)

Wednesday 10 March 2010

Guess what I did this weekend

I was on a train. For two whole days! THE EMPIRE BUILDER (Amtrak sure know how to name a route) between Portland OR and Chicago IL. I met a one-armed man, a nice elderly couple with a son on an army base, a truck drive who didn't want to pay his taxes, a mennonite couple, a professor, a gay dining car waiter, a lounge car attendant named Spiro (Greek), and loads of other people.

I also saw lots of lovely scenery. And took many, many photos. All that remains now is... choosing how many to upload.   ...    See you in a couple of weeks :-)

Monday 1 March 2010

Smalltown Oregon - don't ever change

I finally got round to moving my photos from my camera to my (borrowed) computer...mostly because I was afraid I would suddenly run out of space at exactly the moment when a Kodak Moment presented itself. Nothing like anxiety to get me moving...

Last weekend I rented a car and went for a little drive (around 300 miles in one day). One of my first stops was in Corbett which has a country store that is pretty much anything you could dream of. It seemed there was nothing they didn't have and it was also a place for the locals to hang out (seating + magazines provided)  I loved it so much I forgot my camera when I paid, but fortunately they're honest folks :-)





Driving out of town, I saw this - and considered coming back a few days later...


Town meeting :-)