September 24, 2013

See Warning…

Warning: If you're afraid of clowns, do not look at the finished striped socks. They scream bulbous red noses, grease paint and tiny cars.








Despite their extreme mis-matchedness—they’re not even in the same color families--I’m warming to them. It’s a trip to look down and see this:


I have yet to surrender the bigger greenhouse to the cats but the small greenhouse/kitty-condo continues to metamorphose. I added a towel to a higher shelf and His Highness approves.


Better yet, they don’t have to squash together the way they do on top of the microwave. This…


Not that…


Or that…


As of my last posting, the larger greenhouse was still in its packaging but this past weekend I had a miniscule barn-raising with the help of friend Devorah:


Do I know what to do with a greenhouse? Haven’t the foggiest. When She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named (otherwise referred to as Poo-Poo Head) and I set one up many years ago, it was an unmitigated disaster. And the more I read about them, the stupider they seem. They demand large amounts of equipment, electricity and finicky TLC for a modicum of fresh veggies! You have to keep things not too humid, not too dry; not too cold, not too hot; not too sunny, not too shady; not too airy, not too stagnant. And, apparently, God help you if bugs establish a foothold.

I’m well aware this is a particularly cheap-o one with no bells and whistles and I’m sure I’ll lose interest rapidly but yesterday I stood inside it, snug, dry and warm, while rain pitter-pattered all around. Greenhouse, my sweet patootie. It’s really just a grown-up playhouse.

(P.S. There is now a plant or two inside, a tomato that seems determined to keep producing on through the fall, some lettuce and a tray of hollyhock seeds.


Posted by Ryan at September 24, 2013 04:11 PM

Nothing wrong with a grown-up playhouse! If you can't have fun some of the time, what's the point of growing up?

Love the toes!

Posted by: ccr in MA on September 24, 2013 04:47 PM

What Great photos!!

Posted by: Devorah on September 25, 2013 05:32 PM

I want a play house!

PooPoo Head. Heh.

My MIL has a greenhouse around her pool. Clearly you need to install a pool.

Posted by: pacalaga on September 26, 2013 06:18 PM

1. Those are not clown socks. Clown socks would be WHITE with colorful stripes. Yours may be devil clown socks, though.
B. Every one of your cat photos cracked my up more than the one before it.
iii. "Poo-Poo Head" I love it!

Posted by: kmkat on September 26, 2013 10:18 PM
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