But it's Christmas Cactus season, already!!
I had my first Christmas Card, sent by a corporate yesterday and already have my olive tree decorated with new Christmas ormaments. I bought Christmas lights for the Garden Club raffle, and have packed of shoeboxes to somewhere on the planet full of toothbrushes and pens and notepads. Apparently everyone wants toothbrushes for Christmas for some strange reason, though I've tried to include a few tiny squishmallows (that you can't eat). Though banned from decorating the house I can at least do the garden...and so I will sure to have Christmas lilies and Christmas potatoes and Christmas strawberries this year.
But its only November, I hear you say. Yes well, best to get in early before the exhaustion sets in from seasonal confusion overload. I am still recovering from both Covid round 2 (thanks mum) and hayfever.
Otherwise I have been tres busy doing garden since daylight saving means we get more hours in the day to do the garden - that's what its there for right? I must have been gardening in my sleep as I get up, garden, nap, garden, then eat, then garden and garden some more. I have put in my tomatoes (more) and potted up the capsicums, emptied and refilled the water tank, and Dusty has been catching lizards. Why I don't know as lizard soup isn't that appetising, but maybe she wants me to catch some fish if using lizards for bait?
That is if we are even allowed to go fishing anymore thanks to increasing pollution. I swear I thought it was going to be the end of the world when I realised I can't even go fishing in the creek anymore and die of giardia/bacteria/virus from drinking the water.
So much for 'eco-city', what was that again?
Thoughts of death and dying have been hovering around recently as the sun has climbed higher in the sky, making white people anxious that they cannot survive the climate change to tropical paradise while the dark people never complained about the ice age..they just adapted. But its not that, it's when school caretakers take to spraying roundup on their school fields and children run around barefoot and get poisoned that I'm sometimes feel like saying something but you know what...baby boomers never listen to a Gen Yer what do I know?
Oh and we also have a change in government to the 3 wise men or the 3 bullies take your pick depending on your perspective, so its likely I won't have a job anytime soon thanks to ....the monkeys on the computers. However, I can still garden while I can and if it were not such an expensive hobby I can do it on the smell of oily rags as everything run by the govt is. After all I need food on the table without having to buy it from Pak N' Save. The Stick Man really needs more food, as I contemplate working at Pak N'Save may be my next job. They have all this empty space that needs gardening in front of the carpark...
