first of all, how are your peonies in bloom and mine are not? i would think ithaca and rochester are in the same planting zone - but i digress... i FEEL not only your peony pain but also your fencing philosophy...we've had a series of significant issues in our neighborhood of late that has made us question is the house we continue to invest in, or pull up stake and go, which feels like a metaphor for the current state of this country. i takes a lot for me to leave and i've certainly walked away from things before, but for now in both this country and on my street, i'm choosing to stand up for myself and not be bullied away. so go ahead and plant the peonies and abundance WILL be yours. xo
I think a good reaction here is "MotherFUCKERS." I'm not fond of that expression, but sometimes it fits, and it's so satisfying. Or "For fuck's sake." The abbreviations work too. MFs FFS!!!! And the swearing emoji.
Michael Brown was murdered about 10 miles from my house, and 8 miles from those morons who pointed guns at protestors walking past their fancy mansion. That brought back some more visceral memories.
I am wishing for you one of those motion detector lights/alarms. Not that you want your front yard to be a prison yard. Concealed razor blades in the garden? Good lord, what is wrong with me? Who would ever suggest such a thing? And I'd probably slash my own fingers, so what would be the point? I'm obviously not a Quaker. Sigh.
WHAAAATTT????? Oh my heavens! Asha, I would have broken down in tears and then, yes, the anger, the despair. Cutting your peonies is such a violation. Stealing your rose bush??? I'm speechless. Who does this? Who can look at those flowers on their table or in their yard and feel ok with themselves?? I'm sick just knowing this happened.
ok, deep breath.
Your new roses are magnificent. Grandma came back with doubled-down glory! I love love love those colors.
I don't know what to say about a fence - I feel your frustration around that. Kudos to you for your honesty with your mother. What you did is so important and we all need to learn to do this more. Lovingly remind others what is and isn't acceptable. Lovingly remind people who they are at their core and who they want to be. Lovingly remind others (and ourselves) to choose love over fear. God bless your mother for recognizing this and responding accordingly.
Blessings to you, Asha. Energetically I am sending you lush lilacs, big thick juicy peonies, and wild wild roses! xo
Asha, I'm sorry for your loss of the beauty and labor you spent to create it. But my first un-Qualerly, but farmer thought was put up an electric fence to keep the animals out. It was more a response to appease ones displeasure than a good recommendation. And I wouldn't do it. Thinking of you. Mike
Well said! I would be so sad and furious at the same time. Mine still haven’t bloomed, but when they do you’ll have a bouquet. I have the same fencing thoughts out here in the country. It’s such an interesting conundrum. My bent is usually towards the philosophical side. I read a gardening book by an English author that researched the history of American lawns with no fences (nothing to hide mentality) compared to the English courtyard gardens in the cities and countryside, all fenced and creating these beautiful enchanted spaces. No one takes offense. Yet, I don’t like the idea of a fence either. Maybe I’ve just been well indoctrinated into the American lawn landscape. We are typically considered too open with our feelings and opinions compared to Europeans. But I want to share that open-heartedness. I applaud your decision to accept some grief for the ability to stay open-hearted. ♥️🌹
first of all, how are your peonies in bloom and mine are not? i would think ithaca and rochester are in the same planting zone - but i digress... i FEEL not only your peony pain but also your fencing philosophy...we've had a series of significant issues in our neighborhood of late that has made us question is the house we continue to invest in, or pull up stake and go, which feels like a metaphor for the current state of this country. i takes a lot for me to leave and i've certainly walked away from things before, but for now in both this country and on my street, i'm choosing to stand up for myself and not be bullied away. so go ahead and plant the peonies and abundance WILL be yours. xo
Mere months away from 80 I find myself eldering.
Also when someone offers to open a door for me I usually say "Thank you. You do your parents proud."
I think a good reaction here is "MotherFUCKERS." I'm not fond of that expression, but sometimes it fits, and it's so satisfying. Or "For fuck's sake." The abbreviations work too. MFs FFS!!!! And the swearing emoji.
Michael Brown was murdered about 10 miles from my house, and 8 miles from those morons who pointed guns at protestors walking past their fancy mansion. That brought back some more visceral memories.
I am wishing for you one of those motion detector lights/alarms. Not that you want your front yard to be a prison yard. Concealed razor blades in the garden? Good lord, what is wrong with me? Who would ever suggest such a thing? And I'd probably slash my own fingers, so what would be the point? I'm obviously not a Quaker. Sigh.
WHAAAATTT????? Oh my heavens! Asha, I would have broken down in tears and then, yes, the anger, the despair. Cutting your peonies is such a violation. Stealing your rose bush??? I'm speechless. Who does this? Who can look at those flowers on their table or in their yard and feel ok with themselves?? I'm sick just knowing this happened.
ok, deep breath.
Your new roses are magnificent. Grandma came back with doubled-down glory! I love love love those colors.
I don't know what to say about a fence - I feel your frustration around that. Kudos to you for your honesty with your mother. What you did is so important and we all need to learn to do this more. Lovingly remind others what is and isn't acceptable. Lovingly remind people who they are at their core and who they want to be. Lovingly remind others (and ourselves) to choose love over fear. God bless your mother for recognizing this and responding accordingly.
Blessings to you, Asha. Energetically I am sending you lush lilacs, big thick juicy peonies, and wild wild roses! xo
Asha, I'm sorry for your loss of the beauty and labor you spent to create it. But my first un-Qualerly, but farmer thought was put up an electric fence to keep the animals out. It was more a response to appease ones displeasure than a good recommendation. And I wouldn't do it. Thinking of you. Mike
BEAUTIFULLY and tenderly rendered musings, as always. Brava!
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Well said! I would be so sad and furious at the same time. Mine still haven’t bloomed, but when they do you’ll have a bouquet. I have the same fencing thoughts out here in the country. It’s such an interesting conundrum. My bent is usually towards the philosophical side. I read a gardening book by an English author that researched the history of American lawns with no fences (nothing to hide mentality) compared to the English courtyard gardens in the cities and countryside, all fenced and creating these beautiful enchanted spaces. No one takes offense. Yet, I don’t like the idea of a fence either. Maybe I’ve just been well indoctrinated into the American lawn landscape. We are typically considered too open with our feelings and opinions compared to Europeans. But I want to share that open-heartedness. I applaud your decision to accept some grief for the ability to stay open-hearted. ♥️🌹
Asha, you and your mom ROCK! ❤️