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November 26, 2010 - Janet DelTurco
There is quite a difference between reading "high of 33" in the paper (the A-T of course) and actually breathing the cold air. I just went outside with the idea of getting some Christmas lights and decorations up before the snow flies, but the cold wind that hit me in the face quickly put paid to that idea. I went back in and decorated the tree I just bought to go out on the porch. Will try again tomorrow. I have most of the outside work finished, although nothing looks as neat and tidy as I like it to be during the winter. But I did get almost everything cut back and taken away for composting, emptied the waterpot and brought the fish inside to their Winter Palace. I am walking fairly well now, at least on even surfaces. It is still hard to walk where the ground is bumpy....and most of my ground is bumpy. O took down my treasured corner fences, and I will have to ask their crearor, Alice, to do a little repair with her mighty nail gun in the spring. The fences protect the front corners of the garden, and the shrubs inside them seem to have grown mightily through the summer and fall. I kept pruning them back, but have come to admit that the callicarpa and the deutzia are in the wrong places. They need room to grow and spread out properly, taking on the shapes they are meant to have. I write all the time about putting things in the right place the first time, but do not always read my own columns! So next spring I will move them, probably in the same area as the lilac, forsythia and Rose of Sharon if I can locate a space with enough room. Yesterday was Thanksgiving, and was a wonderful day with family. I am so fortunate that most of them live here in Tiffin, and we are able to be together every Sunday for dinner as well as on holidays. My daughter and son-in-law are in Nashville, and grandaughter Olivia in Vero Beach, but we keep in touch, and Vicki and Jeff will be here for four days Christmas week. As the family grows it becomes even more important to keep all of us in touch. As usual I brought in too many plants. The tender parts of the fairy garden are in containers the length of my desk, the geraniums are tucked away in the basement, the kitchen window sills full of herbs, and there seems to be a plant on every possible surface. A reader gave me a number of clivias, and I have a beautiful specimen up in my bedroom. Several more have found good homes with the "Park District ladies". A great big New Guinea impatiens in a hanging basket dangles over my head as I write here. I know that not everything will last the winter, but I will keep them all going as long as possible.
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