Tuesday, April 21, 2020
The Plant Ladder
Another day, another walk in the cemetery. I really want to go inside this chapel. I'm dying to see what the interior looks like. But for the six years we've been walking here, it's been locked up -- much like the one at Paddington Cemetery. (At least this one's not fenced off, though.)
It looks like they've continued to clear some brush in the cemetery, revealing graves that were previously engulfed in ivy and blackberry. Here's a headstone I don't remember ever seeing before, shaped like a pillow, on the grave of a 14-year-old boy who died in 1914. "At rest after long suffering," the inscription reads. Wonder what the story was there?
We may all be going through a rough patch, but medically speaking, we still have it much better than people did 100 years ago.
So what else did I do yesterday? Well, I managed some gardening. The area where the fox-and-cubs (aka hawkweed) grows in our flower beds has been invaded by thick, tenacious grass. It seemed to be choking out the plants -- which, granted, some people consider weeds themselves. I pulled as much of the grass as I could and uncovered quite a few tiny fox-and-cubs sprouts, thus hopefully ensuring this year's flowers.
Also, Dave and I bought a new plant stand for the side of the house.
No, this is not the new one. This is the "before" shot. That crappy little wooden thing was something I found set out with someone's trash. It has served us well for several years but we thought we'd get something a little nicer.
Here's the new and improved version -- although, as you can see, we wound up having to keep the crappy one too, because we couldn't fit the agapanthus onto the shelves of the new model.
I also did laundry, including our bedsheets, which always require a sort of origami-like hanging technique. They're so big they drag on the ground and in the plants if I don't pin them up carefully. Fortunately, yesterday was a perfect drying day -- breezy, not a cloud in the sky. London felt like Los Angeles -- and believe me, it's rare that I can say that. We have another two days of cloudless weather ahead and no rain forecast all week, adding to the already weird Groundhog Day sameness of our lives.