Posts tagged ‘soil’

Life ain’t that hard, gardening

Having a garden, or sufficiently large balcony to pot some plants, might get you to try your hand at gardening.
But if you listen to the people who do it, it sounds like fraking rocket science. Especially the hippy type characters who run a gardening blog or shit like that.

Life ain’t that hard, it’s simple. Really it is, plants have been on land longer than any animal has, so that shit knows how to propagate, right?

Step 1 – take your seed or seedling that you obtained from a trusted source of your discretion, put it in soil. Boom. Finished.
Step 2 – care for it like you would a pet. Give it some daylight (you’ll either figure it out how much, or have just one option on your balcony), plenty of water (don’t drown it, don’t dry it up) and
Step 3 – feed it. Yes, feed it. Fertiliser! Either purchase some of your choosing, or make your own (kitchen scraps, anything that decomposes but if you are smell aware, don’t use meat, diary products or the like. Plants are essentially cannibals.)
Step 4 – Plants. Reap your harvest, or enjoy your pretty flowers, what have you.
Step 5 – Rinse and Repeat. Unless you have perennials.

There, saved you a ton of browsing through the internet and getting confused by the Hippies. If anyone tries to shove shit down your pipe about gardening, referr them to this list.
Consise, and true.

PS:
Step 6 (throw it in there somewhere) – Pest control. Unless you are running a farm, trie and use natural pest control. ladybugs eat mites. Salt kills and deterrs snails. And so on. Don’t whip out the “nukes” unless you make a living off of your gardening.

Have fun,
A.

Of lavender and roses

Sweet, thick and heavy mixture of lavender and roses.
And a hint of basswood/lime-blossom.

The perfect smell to kick off a summer night.
Admitted, it only serves as a base for other smells to play in this sticky, warm, damp air of a summer night, With crickets chirping, warm breezes, flickering stars and a fuzzy moon, and air as viscous as sap.

Every breath drawn brings on a new parade of associations for the same smell, so lavender and roses soon give way to chestnut-wood and cherries, which in turn let grass and nightly remnants of flowery smells take over, only to be replaced by lilac and strawberry blossoms.

Over and over.
Yet, it all returns to lavender and roses, with a side note of moist earth and a hint basswood blossoms.

As the city slowly falls aslumber under a layer of moist, and a thin crust of salt, the refreshing taste of lavender and roses an basswood-blossoms lingers in the evening breeze. It waves good by late in the following morning. As it greets us, welcomes us home, lulls us to sleep and – significantly cooler than the eve before – wishes us a good morning.

Summer is finally here, announced by lavender and roses, on moist earth and a hint of basswood.
Breathe!
Breathe it in, how ever hard it may be to breathe sap, breathe and let the mesmerizing smell entrance you.
Breathe. As am I.

With every note of the flowery, sweet and thick, voluptuous smell in the heavy, hot air of a summer eve comes a million nascent dreams poured out, dripping alongside you like rain…summer nights…

Enjoy, what ever it is that you may be doing, for the end of summer lingers ever since spring began, and the stirring smell of autumn is hidden beneath the voluminous smell that enchantes my senses into thinking.

Breathe…