A stitchers life
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Awakening from Sleep on a Spring Day
Life is an immense dream. Why toil?
All day long I drowse with wine,
And lie by the post at the front door.
Awakening, I gaze upon the garden trees,
And, hark, a bird is singing among the flowers.
Pray, what season may this be?
Ah, the songster's a mango-bird,
Singing to the passing wind of spring.
I muse and muse myself to sadness,
Once more I pour my wine, and singing aloud,
Await the bright moonrise.
My song is ended--
What troubled my soul?--I remember not.
by: Li Bai (701-762)
All day long I drowse with wine,
And lie by the post at the front door.
Awakening, I gaze upon the garden trees,
And, hark, a bird is singing among the flowers.
Pray, what season may this be?
Ah, the songster's a mango-bird,
Singing to the passing wind of spring.
I muse and muse myself to sadness,
Once more I pour my wine, and singing aloud,
Await the bright moonrise.
My song is ended--
What troubled my soul?--I remember not.
by: Li Bai (701-762)
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| Ranunculus, Primula vulgaris, Pansy |
Mangold or Swiss Chard
Finally!!
So the weather has been finally warming up after one last snowstorm 2 weeks ago. We have had a couple of days in the 70's but mostly 50's during the day.
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| Achocha - the lost crop of the Incas |
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| Salvia |
The seeds are sprouting all over the house and are ready to go...as soon as it warms just a bit more....
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| Pachyrhizus Ahipa- Andean Yam Bean |
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