The Wild Life and Times of a Botanical Geek

GIP, first off. <3

One drabble written, two more to go. <3

Animazement's in two weeeeeeeeeks, I can't wait for it! I've seen the schedule, and parts of it make me really wish I could be in two places at once. So many interesting things. And Anime Hell, of course, which regularly breaks my brain (The psychoactive drugs song...eeeeeegh).

Finally, I really need to resurrect my gardening journal. I wasn't able to do much gardening last year because grad school was destroying my will to live, but this year we're doing some major yard modifications, including raised beds, and I've really branched out into trying different things. Lots of veggies for starters. <3

There's also DRAMA. By far the best plants that I've grown from seed this year are my beans. I had a cute little crop of them growing, and then this morning when I woke up, I found all but about 5 are GONE. All that's left are some sad little stems, their leaves neatly picked off. I would love to know WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED. I think it's deer. I would think that if it were rabbits, some of the forementioned stems would have been bent over from them foraging, but it looks like something in a hovercraft came along and picked the leaves clean off, leaving the stems undisturbed. What's also perplexing is that fact that there are five left. I mean, what, did the thief get full, and couldn't eat one more bite? What's also also perplexing is that the survivors? Are closest to the woods. You'd think that the thief would go for the ones closest to him first. I'm confused and more than a little irate.

I'm gonna wait and see what happens tonight, and see if the thief comes by to claim the survivors, so I know if I have a repeat offender on my hands or not. I'm expecting I'm gonna need to replant either way. *mutter*

Well, frig. Every year I hope that maybe this year they won't come, and every year, about this time, I'm disappointed to discover that they've somehow made it through another winter.

Junebugs, Japanese beetles, whatever you want to call them, to me, they are the SCOURGE.

The damn things have already attacked my rose bush and have commenced munching on my apple tree. *muttermuttergrouchgrouch*

So, my favorite local plant nursery, which has been around for eons, and at which I remember romping about the rows of plants and riding about on the rolling plant wagon as my parents shopped, has closed.

I believe the correct term is WAH. ;_;