Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Monday, October 05, 2009

Where the Caged Pumpkin Grows

Matt's garden grew. His original garden plot was fairly productive, employing the raised bed, French intensive method- no rows, but companion plantiing. He planted tomatoes and corn but a volunteer pumpkin vine from last year kind of took over this year. Never mind, Harry and David's had a big sale of pear sorting bins for $2.00 each so he bought a few, bought a truckload of topsoil and expanded his square footage. The Medford area is great for growing things so perennial artichokes went in, squash, carrots, potatoes, beans, peppers of several varieties, beets, strawberries, tomatoes, cantaloupes etc. etc., grew in his beds. They got a lot out of the garden. It is tapering off now but they sometimes don't get a hard freeze until February.


As compact as it is, the garden can be hand watered from two vantage points. The apparatus in the back is used for growing a little girl who likes her fresh vegetables. The pumpkin had to be caged because Dmitri in his youthful exuberance likes to dig. The Concord grape vine that runs most of the length of their fence is loaded this year.

Dogs and dads had separate play dates today. Matt remembered I had an interest in a 4 wheel drive van and there was an older one that we went to look at. It has possibilities but I am leaning toward "no." We went to a gun shop and had a Carl's Jr. sandwich for lunch, farted a lot and were manly together. Then he took Audrey to a chiropractic appointment and I got slimed by Dmitri who will retrieve a saliva soaked ball as long as anyone will throw, kick, or roll it. His limits have never been reached. Honey played too-running pass interference.

Dinner was at Eve's- spaghetti, hot sourdough bread, salad and a nice wine. Eve's neighbor Happi who is recovering from a breast cancer operation joined us. She is a nice lady. A good egg. She says she is on the mend. Matt and I played with Audrey while the ladies visited. We pushed Audrey on the swing in tho apple tree and she got beaned by a falling apple. She started to cloud up until she got how funny it was.
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