Officially Inconvenienced

Well, I'm finally affected by the flood. Not because I'm flooded, but because Highway 79 is flooded. Now I have to take 40-61. I usually switch back and forth between the two highways, but lately I hadn't been taking 79 that much anyway. It's basically a lake east of 79 all the way to O'fallon. Nice to look at, but everybody wants to drive about 45 miles an hour, looking at the water, or all the deer in the places where it's still dry. Like they've never seen a deer before. Sure, a field full of dear is unusual, but still. It's not too bad unless I'm on my way to work. I've gotten comfortable venting my frustration at the other idiots on the road. And the road is full of them, let me tell you.

My Garden Party

I decided since the garden was basically planted, I should celebrate with a little wienie roast. I built a nice little fire and we had some neighbors come over. By the time most of them wandered over it was too dark to really see the garden, but that was okay. Today I planted the last of the sweet corn, and I still have some beans and peas I want to plant in with the corn, but I think everything else is in and growing. Yeah Garden! I still have a lot of flower seeds I want to plant, but the vegetables are all in. So The Man can relax. Until the harvest. We saw the first tomato flowers today, so it's on.

Oh, and apparently it's flooding here. Winfield is all over the news. Poor flood victims and all that. I don't feel bad for the people who are flooded. They live in a flood plain. They should be prepared for floods. For God's sake they should at least have flood insurance. What kind of idiot would live in a flood plain without flood insurance? Insure your house like it's made of gold then pray for rain. It's the American way.

Growing Right Along

You ought to see my garden. There are actually plants growing in it now, besides the tomatoes and peppers. The seeds are up, too. Beans and peas and corn everything. Of course, besides the tomatoes there's nothing taller than three or four inches. The only things not growing right are the peppers, who are a bunch of stunted little bonsais. Next year we're starting our seeds a lot earlier. The Man says February, but I'm betting that's too early. We'd have tomato plants the size of Christmas Trees when it was time to put them in the garden.

I'd really like to have a little greenhouse, or even a cold frame. Maybe just an old screen door covered with plastic on a base made out of plywood scraps. Next year. I haven't gotten anything out of the garden yet and I'm impatient for next year.