Over a week of rain and no sign of letting up until next week, there’s not much reason to complain since our tired lawn is looking verdant. With the swine flu hysteria spreading a lot faster than the virus, leaving some of us practically basket cases and avoiding public places, what is one to do?To start with, there are garden chores waiting to be done. Time to knock off some of the soil from the flower pots I used for container gardening last year. I bought a flew flats of the annuals for my flower boxes over the weekend and they’re awaiting some really decent weather to be transplanted. This time I picked scarlet Verbenas for the window boxes and French marigolds for the rest of the flower beds. The perennials in my garden are quickly covering the front yard, although the tulips have fallen off their stems due to continuous rain.
We were thinking of contracting out the aeration of the soil for the entire property but heck, at such a hefty price who needs that when we have all the squirrels digging away the lawn. Another suggestion is to have our porters bum around on spiked work boots and walk over the grass area all day. That’s what they love to do anyway. Watch them as they watch each other do some work! Hired help these days, I tell you.
Okay, okay, this topic may not be of interest to you and is turning into a gardening blog when I have a separate one dedicated for that. So I admit - I’m a bit out of step and negligent in maintaining My Folia, but I have my excuses. Minutes of the past two board meetings, newsletters and the upcoming annual meeting and board election are on my plate, or at least part of that anyway.
Most mortals would survive being on our board but it ain’t easy, man. People are out there ready to lynch you as soon as you step out of your front door. Just today Yosef paid me a visit and asked me all sorts of questions as to what we've accomplished this year and last.
He’s the same guy I reprimanded for stealing some plants from the common areas of the property. Last summer, I took him by the hand and showed him exactly where he dug out the plants which ended up in his front garden. Crazy guy, I don’t have to prove anything to you!
Hey, if I didn’t think it’s important enough to sit and volunteer for this position on the board, I wouldn’t do it. There are characters like Yosef meandering the grounds looking for faults and plants to swipe. We need to protect our investments and our yard from creatures like him!
Enough said, and he wants us to build another playground behind his apartment? In your dreams, Yosef. Yeah, right; and in the meantime what do we do with the heaving sidewalks and the crumbling pavement in three parking lots? Get out of my sight, kid, before I hose you down! At the rate you're talking, we're going to need a bailout.
Not to worry, I won’t engage in a boxing match with him. I’m just frustrated and in case you’re wondering I’m also human.
Sigh. Where’s a mojito when you need one?
I better just stick to my gardening.
