Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred collie, here today to tell you all about my boring day. You may remember me from such similarly-themed posts as “More Boring Stuff”, among at least a few others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
It wasn’t all that cold out today, say 65 degrees F (18.3C), and so you might think it would have been a perfect day to do some gardening, but you would be wrong there. I’ll tell you why, in a minute.
Granted, we have crocuses in flower.
Crocus niveus
And some snowdrops, too.
Galanthus bursanus
The guy I live with said the other autumn-flowering snowdrops have been “a complete flop” this year, because October was so dry, but he went out to look at the “main crop” of snowdrops in the garden on the north side of the house, and this is what he saw.
These are Galanthus elwesii ‘Theresa Stone’, and there are a lot of them up now.
It’s supposed to snow this weekend, but the guy I live with says the snowdrops will be fine. “They have ‘snow’ in their name, after all.”
You can see that we did actually go around the garden looking at stuff, and the guy I live with sprinkled some vole repellent into tunnels here and there, as well as fill the bird feeders, which is a major part of winter gardening here, but other than that, not much happened.
There was a lot of talk about basil. The guy I live with read of a way to keep basil, in this case Thai basil, fresh for a lot longer than it usually stays fresh.
The basil has been like this for a week. Most of it has been used.
After the leaves have been removed, except for a couple of tiny ones, he takes the stems, cuts them back a little, and puts the stems in a jar filled with water, in a propagator under lights upstairs, with bottom heat, so they’ll root.
On such a nice day, you would think most people who like to garden, and the guy I live with does, mostly, we would have spent the whole day outside doing things besides just wandering around, filling bird feeders, and trying to get voles to leave our garden.
But no.
The guy I live with has been having trouble with his email lately, and so he sat at the laptop for hours, typing messages to something called “technical support”. (He said later there was an actual person on the other end.)
I lay on the bed upstairs watching him. You have no idea how boring it is to watch someone type.
The guy I live with said he would have suggested that I go outside and watch the grass grow, but the grass here is dormant, so instead, I decided to take a nap.
I’ve mentioned before that we don’t get email messages alerting us to comments on posts, but now, apparently, that’s been fixed. About a hundred emails appeared after the guy I live with was done “chatting” with technical support. Now the guy I live with doesn’t have to go searching for new comments. If some of your comments went unanswered in the past, that was why.
So now I guess everything works. I’ll leave you with a picture of me showing how excited I was by this news.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 