There was some rain last night. Everything is a little damp this afternoon in the garden. I’m putting on my gloves and digging in…turning soil…adding peat moss, readying the gardens for a white blanket of snow. I will leave some plants where dollops of snow mound and make for frozen beauty. I will hang white lights in May, so that her branches sparkle through the icy cold of January and February.
Dad recommended that I hang the heads of the sunflowers for the birds to feed upon. I’m going to move the mint to the side of the studio as a deterrent to mice. I know! Mint spreads like crazy…but in that narrow wee space, a spread will be good! I’m turning the soil…harvesting the last of the carrots. It’s a perfect fall day for doing such activities, but there’s a bit of sadness as well…as I say good-bye to the colours of autumn.
Mint roots are lookin’ good for the planting.
CBC radio played this tune, while Max and I were on our way to the off leash park this morning. The lyrics are taking a journey through my mind…my heart…beautiful poetry and gut emotion. I’d love to travel to Oregon to hear this three piece band, Jerry Joseph and the Jackmormons, play. Amazing.
RADIO CAB
I can see them marching to the sea
Rock of Ages, zero history
They will lay their roses on the trail
They will drag their Jonah from the whale
They will offer up the Devil’s choice
They will sing hosannas with one voice
She will come and bear the golden child
He will light the darkness with his smile
They will offer fire and silver bowls
He will breathe the spirits in his soul
He will lay on hearts with healing hands
He will kneel before the Queen of Man
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
I have seen you curled up on the floor
Wishing it was what it was before
I have made a promise on a book
Wrapped up in your blankets while I shook
Reaper, lover, warrior, hero, friend
Swear you’ll stand beside me ’til the end
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
Radio cab
Permanent waves
Taking you home
Keeping you safe
Radio cab
Tell your tales of blood and sex and steel
Barefoot on the coals to make it real
Place your fingers right into my wounds
Call my name and howl it at the moon
Swear I’m going to love you ’til I die
Swear you’re going to love me ’til I die
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
Radio cab
Radio waves
Taking you home
Keeping you safe
Radio cab
Your blog on “the gardens” was great Kat cant say the same for the poet but it would only be on CBC–Love Ya Dad
I soooo enjoy CBC radio Dad…the music AND the commentary! I love you too!
Lovely song – the goodbyes ring true at this time of year and your goodbye to autumn touched me. Rain has also begun here on the ‘wet’ coast which hasn’t seen wet for months. The glorious trees are no less magnificent for their coatings of moisture, in fact it enhances their beauty. The rain and new winds are layering the streets with fallen leaves changing greys to gold. My small patio container garden is bravely holding on to a final display of begonias, fuchsias and a miscellany of hanging basket blooms…no snow yet on the mountains and temps are still in the mid-teens – so winter is still far from our thoughts but it whispers of its coming…