Saturday, September 11, 2010

The Old Gray Mare

We're all aware we're aging. It's not a secret that even all of the facial cremes and excuses for poor memory can hide. We see the wrinkles and the gray hair, we hear the emptiness of our own minds when they fail us; however, there are certain signs of aging that come at you like a rat terrier evading a three year old. There was the last month I realized I couldn't see to thread a needle anymore. That's aging. I can't get off of the ground anymore without grunting. That's aging. Now I find myself saying, "They don't make things like they used to" and that certainly states I'm turning into the crotchety old woman down the road with a million cats.

I took some pictures of the garden before this sentiment back handed me.

The sweet potatoes were hurting, but at least it rained today and they've already perked up. The picture was fuzzy, but I got over it.

I stood on the deck and took a picture of the summer part II cucumbers and the onions I planted last week. Not too shabby for a picture taken from the deck.

Then, disaster struck. The zoom on the camera stopped working. Wait for it.....They just don't make cameras like they used to. Seriously, I think I just bought this camera less than a year ago. I know I ordered it on-line, but I can't for the life of me remember where. I've searched my computer and can't find an order email or anything. My parents were over yesterday and we had a whole conversation about the zoom malfunctioning in their camera and how they had to return it. I blame them. Ok, I don't, but it would be nice to, but darn it, it's a new camera. You could drop an elephant riding a grand piano on 35 mm cameras and they'd laugh in your face. Sigh. Regardless, the picture of the main garden turned out well.
You can see the peas are getting taller and the cabbage below it looking nice. The sweet potatoes are rocking and rolling, and I'm eager to find out what they look like beneath that soil. I'm thinking to give them until October....if I can last that long.

Lastly, Barbie's Keychains she ordered are ready to ship out! They look great, I think. She ordered several, all in the key fob size. Barbie, they're coming at you on Monday!

Barbie was the one who suggested keychains for Infant Loss Awareness. The ribbon is a pink and blue combination, so I made the keychains to have the pink and blue split the chain so one half is pink and the other half is blue. Here's two of them with the opposite sides showing. I'm excited to send them to her and hope the people she intends to gift them to enjoy them as well. If you haven't seen our latest designs, check out our website. Proceeds go to the American Cancer Society's Relay for Life. September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month. The ribbon for this is gold, but very similar to our Support Our Troops:Until They Come Home keychain, which would be a wonderful support gift for families to show their support for their children who are fighting so hard.

As always, if you can think of other causes or illnesses you'd like to see represented like Barbie did, I'm all ears!

5 comments:

  1. I have aging signs creeping in all over the place! Speaking of, I need to color my hair - it's 5 different colors now thanks to growing in out with old color, sun, chlorine and now gray! I also find that I talk to myself... a LOT .... :)

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  2. Sorry to hear about your camera. Hopefully your next one will have a longer life span.

    And yes! We are all aging. I'm reminded every time I look at my receding hairline!

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  3. I'm sorry to hear about your camera malfunction. It's such an important tool for garden bloggers! Since aging is no fun for anyone, maybe we can all start referring to our gardener-ages. I would be a one-year old baby. :-)

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  4. THANK YOU! I can't wait to get them - and gift them.
    October 15th is coming soon!

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  5. You got rain last weekend? Down here in Kennesaw, we just got a little sprinkle. The driveway wasn't even noticeably wet! In spite of the camera problems (surely unrelated), I am jealous.

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