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September 21, 2007

The Secret Garden

I've been enjoying my books on CD quite a bit this summer...as we are moving into Fall (or so i hear), I've been listening to The Secret Garden...I very much enjoy stories that take place around or dealing with gardens, gardeners, gardening, flowers, trees, earth, digging, birds and sometimes even bugs...I very much enjoyed Phillipa Gregory's The Queen's Gardener...I know the British are very big on gardening, which I find fascinating since I know they get lots of rain and dreary days, so you'd think plants would just get wet and rot...but they do not...they grow and grow...and they are plants I do not grow, like silver bells...I am tempted to rent the movie The Secret Garden...I saw one version stars a 'young' Colin Firth...how can you go wrong?

I am also playing at the torch...just making up stuff as I go...I pulled out a different press, something other than a lentil or squeeze and am trying to get the perfect amt of glass for it...its taken me a few attempts, it always does when i change presses...different presses like different shapes..some are misleading, you think you have enough glass, but alas, you need more...and if the bead is all decorated by the time you press - you can't fix it...I suppose you could just add more glass and then repress- but what about the design? I have one of those in the kiln...or did I already plunge it in the water bath of death? I can't remember...I am not afraid to douse those bad beads, no way...

I also woke up with some ideas that I needed to write down, but you know, I remember there being two columns on the paper I was writing on in my dream, but now that I'm awake, I can only remember one half of the column...so I wrote what I could remember and perhaps the rest will come...maybe tonight in another dream..I do have repeat dreams sometimes, but they are typically of me falling, being chased, or in days of yore, I had screaming dreams where I woke up and was certain that people in down the street coulda heard my yelling...but it was all in my head...I don't have those dreams any longer...funny how some things just go away and don't bother you anymore...peace out...

Posted by Donner at September 21, 2007 03:07 PM

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