[gardeners] New Years Day
George Shirley (gardeners@globalgarden.com)
Sat, 01 Jan 2000 12:12:53 -0600
Didn't even get out of bed until 0900 this morning. Neighbor three doors
west was shooting off very large fireworks from about 10:30 last night
until about 1 am. My yard and rooftop are littered with bits of burnt
cardboard and paper today. Finally called the cops on him when some
leaves in the next door neighbors yard caught on fire. Our town has a no
fireworks ordnance but is loosely enforced. I think the police wrote
this guy a ticket for a couple of hundred bucks and confiscated his
fireworks. The police sergeant told me that the man and his guests were
pretty drunk. I'm amazed no buildings burned and that the owner of the
fireworks wasn't burned. These things were like professional fireworks,
shoot a ball about 100 feet up and then that exploded and sent secondary
fireworks in all directions whistling and exploding and sending bright
sparks all over. I think I'm gonna have a visit with the city council at
the next meeting and ask that the ordnance be enforced rigidly. Miz Anne
and I were pretty scared and stayed outside with a hose and nozzle ready
in the event anything lit off. Guess, in retrospect, that I should have
turned him in as quick as he started.
Anyway, the year 2000 has started uneventfully at our place. Miz Anne is
watching the Rose Parade, Sleepy Dawg is sleeping in a sunbeam on the
floor, and I've been piddling around with my mushroom block. It's all
set up here in my office now with it's little humidity tent, etc. Just
waiting and watching for the mushrooms to grow. Next I'm gonna finish
off the ripe lemons and kumquats that need picking and then guess I will
juice a bunch of lemons. We've had so many of them this last year that
the neighbors are getting suspicious if we knock on their door while
carrying a plastic bag. <vbg> Sorta like trying to get rid of excess
zucchini.
Supper today will be some very lean pork steaks with stir fried cabbage
and black-eyed peas on the side. May your year be filled with joy and
all your flowers bloom.
George