Saturday, March 24, 2012

Procrastination is Bliss (though is it procrastination if is in fact the weekend?).

The family bunnies have arrived! Two does and one buck. These lovely bunnies are ever so soft; so soft, in fact, that you can hardly feel them! Okay, you CAN feel them, but that's beside the point.

Apparently, back before time began, we dumped the remains of Halloween Jack-o-Lanterns into the garden, afterwards completely letting their existence slip from our minds. There the orange goo rotted, leaving the seeds alone in the dirt all winter. Now that they have sprouted in one large cluster, we remember them again.

Our chicks are growing into quite lovely little preteens. Soon we will have homegrown eggs again! But until that time, we shall sit and stare at the frizzle...because she's cute. ♥

With newly cleaned empty-bottle in hand, I pulled on my working boots and embarked on a quest to find as many four-leaf clovers as I possibly could. My mission gained quite a bit of attention, and soon I was joined by my younger sister...who, in actuality, was simply following me around from patch to patch so she could snag the four-leafers before I could. Sneaky little girl, indeed.

After two hours of toiling about in a hunched over position, I gathered enough four-leaf clovers to carpet the bottom of my empty bottle -- and to my most jittery excitement, several FIVE-leaf clovers joined the four-leaf ranks in their glassy quarantine.

^-------Glassy Quarantine. 
(After this, the chosen clovers were escorted to my room, put between two paper towels, squashed flat, and placed under a multitude of gaming magazines. There they shall sit until they have dried and flattened to my utmost approval. What I'll do with them afterwards, I don't know, but I sure am lucky!)

Clover quest complete, I found myself aimlessly wandering about the front yard, newly re-emptied bottle in hand and camera around neck keeping me company. As I walked by her, my mother passed down to me knowledge which spurred me on to gather up materials with which to execute the most brilliant idea I have had in a long time. I ran about the house like a mad woman before diving into my room, only re-emerging with the remnants of a long-since broken necklace, the strap from a little carrying box thing I have had since I was young, and some wire. The story that spurred me into the hunt for such materials was this: if you put a bottle over a pollinated pear blossom, not in the direct sunlight, the pear will grow INSIDE the bottle and conform to its shape! The idea was so mind-tingling that I just had to do it! So I got my bottle and my materials, hopped up on a cinder block (for I am naturally short and struggle to reach even the not-so-high places), and suspended my bottle from a branch so that a round-chubby pear blossom was inside the neck. I shall now sit and wait in hopes of it actually working, and I will break down and cry if it doesn't....What will I do with the pear once it's done growing inside the bottle? ...I have no idea, but it sure will be cool. -cackles-

The parsley is growing in the garden again! The stalks are huge and quite tall, so I grabbed some scissors and hacked away! After all, we have five beautiful guinea pigs that need munchies. And what a treat to have the first munchies of the season!

Needless to say, the munchies were well received...and didn't last even a minute.

Now I have an persuasive paper to outline. The faster I get it done, the sooner I can run back outside and continue to enjoy this wonderful Saturday!

Here's hoping you all have just as fun a Saturday! x o x o