The problem with blogging is that there comes a point when you feel the pressure to produce something. To come up with erudite, witty, cohesive pieces of writing on a regular basis because you figure that your readers expect it of you. (That’s on the assumption that you have readers. Let’s hold onto that illusion, shall we?) Well, I’ve had quite a few ideas for posts this past week, but I just didn’t get around to solidifying them in writing. And as with many things in life, if you don’t strike [the keys on the keyboard] while the [literary] iron is hot, you lose it.

But then it occurred to me that there’s no reason it always has to be cohesive, erudite or witty, never mind profound. Sometimes, life is made up of little bits and pieces, the mosaic of existence. So today, for your edification, amusement or wastage of time, here is a mishmash of matters – just some stuff going on in my life or going through my head.

IMG_20150309_094127a) I just finished reading Seraphina by Rachel Hartman. (Thank you, E. L. Bates, for recommending it!) That is one fantastic book. I’m so glad I only read it just now; the sequel (Shadow Scale) is coming out tomorrow, so I don’t have long to wait for hearing more about Seraphina and her world.  I bought the Kindle version, which happens to be on sale at the moment, and then I got a paper copy out of the library because a real book is still so much nicer to read. I’m not going to write a big review; others have done that. But just one point: the book is full of dragons who all have Asperger’s. It’s awesome.

b) Spring has hit in full force, more than a month earlier than we got it the last couple of years. Canada is, literally, polarised right now – while here in the West we’re scrambling to get our rear in gear and start our seedlings, the East is buried under a white blanket. Pretty soon we’ll have to start talking about the East Pole and the West Pole… So on that note, I’ll have to get myself out into the garden today, resurrect the beds from their winter slumber, and get the radishes, lettuces, peas and kohlrabis into the ground.

c) Steve says hi.

Life, the Universe, and Today’s Mishmash. I’ll tell you more when I think of it.

5 thoughts on “Mishmash”

  1. The weather is beautiful here. Today it was so sunny Gracie and I left our coats in the car when we went for a walk during Joy’s ballet lesson downtown. Such a balm.

    Unfortunately, there’s so much snow on the ground that it will probably be April before we can even FIND the gardens.

    1. I’m in pain – I spent all afternoon digging my garden beds. I’m pretty sure this is the earliest I’ve ever done this in the 24 years I’ve lived here. Usually it’s not before April, either, although we can usually find the garden before then.
      Well, spring is here on the West Coast, so it’ll get to you in the East, too! Old Man Winter is doomed.

  2. It’s beautiful on Vancouver Island! Spring has sprung!! Peter is on the golf course. My windows and doors are open! I am spending tomorrow on my reading schedule + one spring cleaning job. Wednesday the same, ditto for Thursday and Friday. March 17, Green St Patty’s Day is when I usually plant my peas. Then Pete and I do a big spring weed clean out, and fertilize the garden soil. Then it sits like that for a few weeks. Then May long weekend, we plant everything else. But all my bulbs are up. Daffodils and Hyacinths. Just love this time of year!!

    Good luck with your garden! 🙂
    My love to Steve.

  3. March 17, really? Peas on St. Pat’s – how very alliterative. And early. Well, you’re usually at least two weeks ahead of us, down at the Coast. We don’t have daffs or hyacinths yet – but there’s crocuses, and today I found a sweet violet! That’s crazy early. Usually this time of year I’m happy when the first crocuses start blooming, and I remember more than one year when they didn’t get going until after St. Pat’s.

    1. I got the St Pat’s Peas from Martha Stewart actually. No kidding. But, of course it also has to do with climate, so St Pat’s Peas might be a tad early for you folks in the Interior.

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