The Joy Of Growing - SweetSue Goes Perpetual

Congratulations on your Strawberry Blue harvest, SweetSue. You could prop her up in a terra cotta bowl of pebbles to dry and anyone would think it was a cactus. lol

Thanks Sorenna. Her form certainly does play with the imagination, eh? :laughtwo:

Hey there SweetieSue :byebye:

The garden is looking great as always! :high-five:

It's great to hear that you'll be heading to Arizona for a well deserved holiday.
You always seem to be running full speed ahead with your tachometer close to the red line. I'll be on the edge of my seat watching you and your garden operating with NOX boosters on. This should be fun!
:smokin::riskybusiness:

I keep trying to slow down UncleCannabis. Life seems to have other plans. I haven't yet determined what life's prepping me for, but until I do I'm going to make every effort to simplify my life. When I hit Phoenix they're going to turn up the heat on my relocation. If I own significantly less by then their arguments will have more weight.

If I choose in the end to go vagabond, Phoenix is where my journey starts. It should be an interesting year. I want to remember that regardless of where I roost I want to grow. Thankfully, I know how to pull off a decent harvest with less than $200 and a bunch of CFLs, a small fan and a bag of charcoal briquettes. I love this site. :battingeyelashes:
 
I keep trying to slow down UncleCannabis. Life seems to have other plans. I haven't yet determined what life's prepping me for, but until I do I'm going to make every effort to simplify my life. When I hit Phoenix they're going to turn up the heat on my relocation. If I own significantly less by then their arguments will have more weight.

If I choose in the end to go vagabond, Phoenix is where my journey starts. It should be an interesting year. I want to remember that regardless of where I roost I want to grow. Thankfully, I know how to pull off a decent harvest with less than $200 and a bunch of CFLs, a small fan and a bag of charcoal briquettes. I love this site. :battingeyelashes:

Whatever makes you happy, do it. Let the world be your canvas.
May I suggest kick starting that book that was discussed sometime back. You have a gift for bringing joy to everyone around you with just a few simple keyboard strokes. SweetSue, Farmer/Writer/Vagabond/Maker of Sunshine :)
 
Awww.... Thanks UncleCannabis. That book's percolating in the back of my brain. I've made a few ventures into beginnings, but haven't found the right fit yet. Once I do it'll probably write itself. I just got off the phone with my best friend in Phoenix, who almost pulled over to the side of the road to do a happy dance when she heard I was simplifying. She said they'd already started developing the arguments for my move out West and my decision just made her life easier. Hahaha!

A quick good morning from the Land of Happy Plants. :laughtwo:

Carnival (Day 41) Day 19 from the Flip.

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Look at the Jamaican Dream taking off!!

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Time to reposition the light. I need to keep this moving around the plant. Easier than trying to move the plant at this point. Raised the reflector up a notch. Don't want to singe any leaves if I can help it. There's no way to avoid a few crispy leaf edges when you push the CFLs this close though. The plants don't mind it as much as I do. They just grow more trichomes.

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Let me get this daily directive in here early today. Joy is something if you give it away, you end up having more. So let's see how much exponential growth of our personal stores of joy we can create by being generous with our own expression today. Deal? OK. I'll do my part, you do yours, together we light the Universe up with joy. I think we're up to it. :battingeyelashes: :Love:
 
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I let my daughter know today that her mother is determined to divest herself of her earthly possessions and go vagabond on her. Not that it'll happen overnight, but I offered her and her fella a sizable commission for taking over the marketing of the more valuable items, like his fossil collection and trains. Before I'm done I'll be down to bare minimum. At the very least I'm ready for a lighter journey in life. Step one is lose all the extraneous stuff.

I caught the the poor kid off guard. That seems to be what I do these days. :straightface: Is this a weird stage of grief I wasn't aware of? The utter desperation for change? I'm trying to proceed with caution, because it occurs to me that people do crazy things at this stage of life, but the determination is growing, so I expect at the very least I'm going to lighten the load. Once that happens all bets are off. Well, I still have that lawsuit to attend to, and I'll be dropping off the last of the medical records this week, so I should know how that's proceeding soon. Take a breath Susan and just ride it out. There's lots of time Girl. It only feels like there isn't.

Tonight it's just a sweet session of Callanetics, so desperation can take a pill for a while. I'll be hitting the threads on and off as I pulse, so I'll be seeing you around.

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I think when a life changing event occurs like you experienced happens, we examine our lives and realize the things we've held to be important are not at all. Life is no longer about how much stuff you have, I am finding out that living is about experiences. I want to die with a headful of memories of the things I did and who I did them with and not about a bunch of stuff the relatives pick over like vultures oncarrion.
I have really been thinking of selling the whole business and just spend the rest of my life travelling. If it was just me, there'd be nothing but a vapor tail as you see me heading over the next horizon!
 
So it's not just me?? I have this gnawing fear that I'm just over reacting, but I agree. I want memories, not stuff. When he died it started almost immediately - this questioning of why I wanted to stay put? With a sure and steady income and nothing really keeping me here why not take that risk? I blame part of it in that entrepreneurial spirit that likes risk. Hard to deny a lifetime of training. :laughtwo:
 
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I let my daughter know today that her mother is determined to divest herself of her earthly possessions and go vagabond on her. Not that it'll happen overnight, but I offered her and her fella a sizable commission for taking over the marketing of the more valuable items, like his fossil collection and trains. Before I'm done I'll be down to bare minimum. At the very least I'm ready for a lighter journey in life. Step one is lose all the extraneous stuff.

I caught the the poor kid off guard. That seems to be what I do these days. :straightface: Is this a weird stage of grief I wasn't aware of? The utter desperation for change? I'm trying to proceed with caution, because it occurs to me that people do crazy things at this stage of life, but the determination is growing, so I expect at the very least I'm going to lighten the load. Once that happens all bets are off. Well, I still have that lawsuit to attend to, and I'll be dropping off the last of the medical records this week, so I should know how that's proceeding soon. Take a breath Susan and just ride it out. There's lots of time Girl. It only feels like there isn't.

Tonight it's just a sweet session of Callanetics, so desperation can take a pill for a while. I'll be hitting the threads on and off as I pulse, so I'll be seeing you around.

:battingeyelashes: :Love:

I think when a life changing event occurs like you experienced happens, we examine our lives and realize the things we've held to be important are not at all. Life is no longer about how much stuff you have, I am finding out that living is about experiences. I want to die with a headful of memories of the things I did and who I did them with and not about a bunch of stuff the relatives pick over like vultures oncarrion.
I have really been thinking of selling the whole business and just spend the rest of my life travelling. If it was just me, there'd be nothing but a vapor tail as you see me heading over the next horizon!
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Yeah, the vultures.....
I have told my folks to take me out of their will (if I'm in there), because I want nothing of what they have except my memories of them. I have zero desire to destroy all of that with the siblings and their wives diving in to take..take take. Let them fight among themselves and put permanent hurts in each other while I remember the things I cherish and love in peace and thankfulness for them...
JOY!
 
I think sometimes we stay in one place out of habit. If there's no real estate involved Sue, give away/sell what you don't want, put the rest in storage, GO!
 
No sue it's not just you. My good lady and me had planned on a move from the UK to a small island called malta, which is off southern Italy. I can work anywhere, (cars are cars. Regardless of where you fix them) accommodation was sorted as was some part time work for Mrs A but at the last minute she had a panic and decided she couldn't do it. If I was on my own, I'd be long gone.
 
Wow guys talk about waking up on a Monday morning and taking a good hard look at my personal being.

Llama thanks for sharing that. At 28, grief is not something I've had to deal with in great detail. I've lost close friends overseas but at such a young age death is something that I had chosen to remain ignorant about. You're story really resonates with me because now I have people in my life I would die for. I.e. My son and my wife. And I couldn't imagine losing either one of them. But your story teaches me that death, is life. And that the longer I remain ignorant to death, I remain ignorant to life.
I'm very materialistic, I swear tooth and nail that I'm not. But this comes from a guy that will spend 8 hours in a line up outside of a cell phone shop for the latest iPhone.
Cannafan you're absolutely right about the will and the vultures. I've seen it happen time and time again. It seems that once that person is gone it's all about the "stuff" and the memories are gone.
Today, you've both taught me something, thank you. You're each two very beautiful people. And we're all here for you. That's what makes this place so bloody wonderful. It's so much more than "weed" here.
I love both of you I'm going to walk out of my house a better person today!

:Love:
 
Sue,

Llama and I are on the same page when it comes to collecting memories. We have bounced around a lot. Can you tell by the stories. Admit it you liked the BP stories and the airport stories and the rest of the stories.

Take the girls out and make some stories. [ -; ))

There is a short version of my thoughts on your social lounge spot.

Llama,

Eleven years in your town and still making friends, I am here for a while.

I still want to go to the Netherlands for a month or so though.

Best
canyon
 
I have a good story about being kicked out of Holland in 1976! Remind me in my thread and I'll relay my last experience there(1976-before coffee shops)
 
Morning Sue.
You're not alone, look at me!

Good morning Cajun. Yep, change is good Cajun. You and I seem to have demonstrated that concept quite well lately, haven't we?

Have a wonderful day. It's because of you that my home once again is filled with the delightful smells of roasting chicory. I went out foraging this morning and got a fair quantity this time. I had to be a sight, singing away at the top of my lungs, the earbuds in and totally oblivious to the surrounding community. It was a quiet street and they're used to my excentricities. This isn't the first time they've seen me out there digging up "weeds" :laughtwo: How can I ever thank you for this new joy you've introduced me to? I know, if I ever visit I'll be sure to bring some fresh root stock and make your home smell this good. There, that'll work. It occurs to me that you might enjoy this smell even more than I do. :Love:

Do you buy your coffee with the chicory already added or do you add it yourself?
 
Wow! Do we have interesting conversations or what? When my mother died there were two things I'd planned on keeping. Both of them were items that went back to my childhood. I coupled them with some other treasures.

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The charm was a gift to my mother from her mother to celebrate the birth of her first daughter - me! :battingeyelashes: hehe - couldn't resist the chance to be dangerously cute, could I? :laughtwo:

The lock of hair is obviously from my first haircut. I showed no such sentimental proclivities when raising my own and was amazed to find this in my mother's jewelry box when she died.

The shoe was one from my coming home from hospital trip. The family has a blanket my mother used to bring all five of her children home in. For a woman who held her affections as close as she did my mother had a whole other world of emotion hidden from us. Wow! You couldn't say that about her eldest daughter, could you? :laughtwo:

The pansy is a pin she purchased for my son to give his mother on her first Mother's Day. My mother survived an abusive husband and a life as a single mother of five with little money to ease the stress. She was the most amazing example of how one loves without condition that she raised me.

I can take this little shadow box, or barring that, the contents in a pouch, anywhere in the world and I'll be home.

One of the things that suddenly made that possible was the realization that this virtual neighborhood goes where I go. I'll never be alone in a strange place, will I?
 
Critical Super Silver Haze (Day 67)

Coming into the end run. Lowering the lighting by another hour will speed that up even more. It may also ramp up terpene development. Hmmm....

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I'm so glad you like it. My coffee already has it on there. I'm too lazy to do it myself.
Your plants are looking nice. The LST looked great, but I know about the tight space thingy.
It's works out better when you plan to do it from day 1.
Really pretty day to day.
Well, back to it.
 
I'm so glad you like it. My coffee already has it on there. I'm too lazy to do it myself.
Your plants are looking nice. The LST looked great, but I know about the tight space thingy.
It's works out better when you plan to do it from day 1.
Really pretty day to day.
Well, back to it.

Thank you Cajun. Have a nice day among the plants, you lucky man. :Love: :kisstwo:

Aww heck. Hug? :hugs: There, that's better. :battingeyelashes:
 
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