Over the past few days we have had some really wonderful rain showers…
…and they have caused my tomato plants to go [almost] through the roof!
…and Vic? I took your advice and planted those bacon bits…
And was rewarded with a bumper crop!!!
Sort of…
My only attempt, many years ago, at line dancing ended in disaster…apparently, I’m not coordinated enough. 😕
But…I enjoy watching it…
[A dozen donuts to anyone who correctly guesses]…
Lion’s Mane Mushroom
Lion’s mane mushrooms are large, white, shaggy mushrooms that resemble a lion’s mane as they grow. They contain bioactive substances that have many beneficial effects on the body, especially the brain, heart, and gut.
Some of the benefits…
Relieves mild depression and anxiety
Speeds nervous system injury recovery
For those of us without green thumbs…[AKA me!]…
A fun little thing to do…
…my tomato plants are thriving!
I’m trying to understand why sometimes a post will have the option to view all the comments, and other times it doesn’t…
It says there are 18 comments, but only gives access to two of them this time…
I’ve seen this happen on other posts as well…
There’s a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
I’ve heard there’s a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell