oh, my head!

We had a HUGE tree/bush removed from the garden two summers ago and it left a round patch of dirt where grass didn't grow. I thought I'd used that patch as a flower garden since I couldn't see us reseeding it with grass. 

Now, in my organized head, nothing had grown there for years, so I expected that only what I planted there would grow and I'd have wonderful colors all spring and summer. That worked out pretty much like I though last summer and I was happy with my first-ever starting-from-scratch flower garden.

I mentally made note of the first seeds I put out. Some grew well, some didn't. That's ok, You live and learn. All autumn and winter, I gathered up seeds and plans to make it a better garden this year. 

Imagine my surprise and confusion when, on the first warmish spring day, I found stuff that I hadn't planted growing up ALL OVER my garden!!


There's a LOT of this stuff that reminds me of parsley. Now that I think about it, it might just be cow parsley, but we will have to wait and see.

And there's this one that could be parsley's cousin.

I truly don't remember planting anything this close to the lupins!


And this large-leaf plant has popped up in several places.

When I saw 5 or 6 of these little guys that look just like the leaves on a penstemon we moved from another part of the yard to the garden, it finally dawned on me that many of these green things could have been a garden from years gone by!! (Sometimes, it takes me a while, but I eventually get there.)

So, the plan for this year is to let things go until they bloom and only pull what I know are not wanted.
It ought to be an interesting year for the garden.

more john deere

I forgot to include this thermometer in the last group since it's just sits quietly on the wall.

This is the first John Deere item that Hubby sent. It was full of flowers and now hangs in the kitchen.

I use this wind chime to tell when we have earthquakes :)

Newest additions!

If you want to know more about why I collect these, click the 'john deere' label below.

Special day

Today marks the 9th anniversary of the day I arrived in New Zealand. It's been wooly, weird and wonderful! And nobody died.

NZ tv

There aren't a lot of things on  NZ daytime tv that I actually enjoy but I do watch (or listen to while I do something else) some of the cooking competitions. I watch them mostly because I don't have to see what's going on to understand where things are headed.

Of course, there are ads for other food competitions on these programs and some of the trailers just make me roll my eyes to hear them.

One is 'Jr. Master Chef', a British show. First of all, as I have mentioned before, I can't see NZ kids being participants because real competition is not encouraged in the schools as far as I noticed. Everybody gets a reward. In fact, what we used to call 'graduation' in my day is aptly called 'prize giving' because--yes, you guessed it, everybody gets a prize, at least in the lower grades!

The other reason this show's trailers make me roll my eyes is one judge complimenting a contestant saying, 'That literally blew me away!' NO, IT DIDN'T! If it did, you would not still be standing there, you dipstick. Look up the word 'literally' in the dictionary.

When someone decides that a program should be mirrored in NZ, like 'My Kitchen Rules' or 'Come Dine with Me', it just doesn't translate well. I really do try to watch them and I try to like them, but it just doesn't work for me.
And so, the previews for the latest 'Come Dine with Me NZ' don't impress me either. See, as a kid, I was taught to always act civilized in public--look your best and use nice words, don't argue without good cause. No, that's not being a hypocrite, it's being respectful and a good representative of the family name. It seems that the NZ contestants have been raised differently because they act less than mature on national television with name-calling and bad manners.

Hubby thinks these shows are all manipulated to put people together who are guaranteed not to get along, thus making for 'good tv'. He might be right when it comes to NZtv. The Aussie and British versions, of course, have clashing personalities but nothing like the NZ shows.

Then there is the NZ version of 'The Great British Bake Off' that I heard advertised. One female judge said, 'That's the worst thing I've ever tasted!' Granted, as a judge, she should let her opinion be known, but it's not very professional for her to be that rude, even if it tastes like dirt.

Whatever happened to dignity and respectability?

Maybe I'm just getting old but I think that some words and actions should never leave the confines of your home--especially, if it would make your mother blush.