September 4th, 2019


Sunday's entry

Some significant yard work yesterday, although i feel like i pouted and procrastinated. I put off going outside to make holes in cardboard as weed barriers for purchased plants. I'd bought three cardinal flowers (a showy red lobelia, tall stalk with trumpet shaped flowers in red) and three great blue lobelias. We have another lobelia growing here already, , but the plant is small and weedy and the flowers not particularly noticeable. I also have two native hibiscus i'd grown from this packet of seed. Five seed, four colors, two survived. I'm hoping for red. One of the plants has a flower bud on it. I've put wire mesh over them in hopes that it will still be there this morning. I need to fence in the plot to protect from deer. [Fence up on Monday -- no herbivory in the meantime.]

I used our monster string trimmer and, as i got started, snagged the wire on one of the orchard gates, ripping a chunk of wire and deer mesh off the gate. This led me to feel very much the failure, although i had the supplies and quickly repaired the gap in the gate. I left the trimmer in the shade and went and sulked a long while. I sat with my laptop in the shade, and it was quite pleasant to be outside. I trawled through twitter looking for videos of Abaco island. My Grandmámá lived there as a child; i don't know if she was there for the hurricane in 1926 that came up in searches for the Norman's Castle lumber camp at which her father worked.

In the early evening Christine went to take Carrie for a walk, and i settled in to free the string trimmer of the windings from the fence. It just took a moment -- surprising me as i recall the tedium of freeing the hand held weed wacker from line it was caught in. I suppose the wire was more resistant than other things that have tangled up my trimmers. I was able to use the monster to make some significant inroads on stilt grass (east side of orchard, north of the walnuts) as well as some areas up by the road and the goose grass carpeting the gravel drive. I also clipped an aster, a sunflower tribe plant tentatively identified as Heliopsis helianthoides, and a chunk of dogwood bark. I hope the dogwood recovers. It's a brute of a machine, but a delight to take out the stilt grass and the shiso (Perilla frutescens) that may become just as troublesome (since it's perennial and thrives in the stiltgrass).


Things going on in my mind (from Wednesday Morning)

* Dorian, Dorian, Dorian. Trying to restrict myself to a few sources of information. The National Hurricane Center's Dorian pages [here] are the primary source for most reporting. Skipping the middleman minimizes the time on chatter.

* The cursed employer wellness plan. I am thinking of opting out of this year's wellness plan -- i think they require using one particular lab. That annoys me no end. The whole thing annoys me, but this might be the final straw. I think i used the lab once for one of these wellness plans in 2016 and that is why that year's data is prepopulated in "Virgin Pulse". Dear Sir Richard Branson -- really? Do you have to use that brand on EVERYTHING?

* Blood pressure. The above got me thinking about some of the times i feel brain fog and my blood pressure and maybe there's a problem there. Looks like "brain fog" can be a symptom of high blood pressure. I've ordered a monitor. I am sure i could have gotten a monitor that was independent of any app, but i have enough data in Samsung's S Health that it will not be a significant footprint change to record there.