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Results of the button venture

Went to the Gastown button shop (which is more or less the cutest button shop ever) and acquired buttons for the sundress I started a week or so ago from a discarded unfinished skirt and the bits left over. I have been calling it the Random Sundress in my head, since I more or less pinned the skirt to Mum’s dressform and then sort of pinned bits into experimental positions until I got them to stick. And then sewed them together. Tonight I will sew on all remaining notion-y bits and you can see the whole thing.

Yes, I bought 100 buttons. They were $5 for a bag. What I’m going to do with 100 buttons, I have no idea, but apparently if I buy four more bags, I get one free. (Anybody need 400 buttons?)

Also went to Dressew to pick up a replacement zipper for an entirely unrelated project, and ended up with Whim Fabric. Those among you who sew know of the unwise nature of Whim Fabric. And yet.

At least this time I actually bought a pattern, which is unusually responsible of me. Often I buy fabric and then it sits there for months until I forget about it. Or I make Random Sundresses out of it.

I’m making the middle one, more or less. Minus the piping. Because I hate doing piping.

Actually I blame Kim, who is a terrible influence. But we did make Corene buy Whim Fabric and a pattern as well, as she has decided she is going to learn to sew. This will be interesting.

Tonight, Random Sundress. Tomorrow, more plant pictures! No, they’re still not all dead!

Plant rambling time!

I finally got some proper work done in the garden a couple of weeks ago, and the day before yesterday I planted about twelve cloves of garlic. I suspect I planted them upside-down. I’m not sure why I think that, but hopefully it will grow even if I’m right?

I’ll do a post with actual In The Garden pictures soon, I swear.

Back on the home front, I’ve done some more furniture re-arranging with two new sets of shelves got from Mum. One went indoors to give me more space for the baby plants too little to go outside yet and also give them more sunlight, as before they were on top of a bookcase and probably not getting enough.

The top shelf is for the problem children who are only struggling along – if you end up here there’s a 50/50 chance you’re going to end up in the compost.

This shelf is where the whiny, delicate lettuce (it wants to be planted, but until now it’s been too cold) and the BLOODY PARSLEY WHICH STILL HASN’T BLOODY SPROUTED go. And miscellaneous pots that wouldn’t fit on the other shelves or I thought needed more light.

The third shelf is where most of the tall plants live.

You can see my sunflowers are doing well, though somehow two came up in a pot where I was sure I planted only one seed.


And the broccoli is… well, I don’t know what the broccoli is doing, honestly. It’s either doing not much of anything or wandering out of its pot. I thought broccoli was supposed to grow up. I’m not sure if I should stake it or…?

The tomato plant I caved and bought at the garden centre (half-hoping it could shame the home-grown ones into growing faster) a couple of weeks ago, though? Growing like gangbusters. It’s grown almost an inch and a half since I bought it. I’m about to have to re-pot it for the second time. Is that normal?

Down here is everybody left over, including most of the tomato plants and the eggplants. I freely admit that at this stage I’m not one hundred percent certain which are the tomatoes and which are eggplant, but they both look pretty healthy. Look! The possibly-tomatoes are getting their second set of leaves! And the I’m-pretty-sure-this-is-eggplant are, too!


The second set of shelves went out on the balcony, which required some rearranging of the existing set of shelves, which was relocated to the other side. The chives now live on top. On the second shelf you can see the leeks, green onions, and cauliflower (cauliflower!) waiting to be planted in the garden.

And I leave you with Pekoe, sleeping contentedly in the sun.

It’s that time again!

Tiny plant time!

This weekend, with the weather getting warmer, we are finally doing something with our community plot, so I had to ready those that were going in the ground, move those that weren’t into bigger pots, and separate the things I had planted too close together into their own spaces, all without killing anything.

I got a set of shelves from my mum that has helped considerably in making our balcony less insane-looking.

Namely, you can actually see the floor now, which is a nice change. I even swept!

A few days ago there was some sort of mass-seedling panic or something several plants just… died. One of my savouries, all the spinach (this was very upsetting!), and a lot of the broccoli. I gave several of the survivors away to Mum (mostly the big guys – one of the pumpkin pots and a zucchini and some tomato plants – in preparation for planting what I kept in the garden. So I’ve got quite a few less little pots and a few more big ones. Yesterday I separated and re-planted the eggplant, tomatoes and broccoli into as few as I could manage without killing anybody. This is what remains:

Actually that’s not all of them, but they won’t all fit on the table together. Here are some more of the eggplant with the recovering pumpkin – the pot took a fall onto the living room floor yesterday and had to be put back together. I hope they aren’t dying, since they’re going in the ground today one way or the other.

I run a very Darwinian garden, with threats and mockery and cutting the weak plants out while telling the surviving ones that this is what happens when you disappoint me. (I figure one way or the other the CO2 is good for them. ;) Anyway, most of them seem to be faring pretty well this morning. And those that don’t will serve as an example to the others. Mwahaha.

This morning, with the freed-up pots and what potting soil I have left, I finally planted the parsley and some sunflowers that I picked up on a whim at the garden centre last weekend. I only planted six, as I’m running out of soil (if you can believe it – I bought a 32 litre bag last weekend!), and won’t even be able to keep all of those.

Pink gloves are the roomie’s – mine are rather boring and beige. But serviceable!

Going in the ground today are mainly root-vegetables and squash. That is, potatoes, zucchini and pumpkin plants.

There was also flower-planting done yesterday, at least by me…

And the roomie will be using her garden-space to plant a lot of little flowering plants.

Waiting for Kim to show up, and then the three of us (plus possibly the dog) will be heading on over to the garden to see about our plot. (I will, of course, take more pictures. :))

Wouldn’t “The Pumpkin Invasion” be a great name for a children’s book?

It’s that time again! Where I natter endlessly about my tiny plants.

As you can see, just about everything from the first planting has sprouted. The spinach has almost outgrown its bounds and is well on its way to taking over the entire tray. (Time to plant it soon, I think.)

Nothing from the second planting (thyme, basil, summer savoury, eggplant and zucchini) has come up yet. I’ve taken to glaring at it and comparing it loudly with the other plants, hoping to shame it into growing.

If I wasn’t sure before, I’m sure now: I planted too many tomato seeds too close together.

But I didn’t think they’d all grow! Everybody kept telling me how hard tomatoes are! (Lies! All lies!) I’m going to have to go in there soon with a tiny spoon and transplant each single solitary sprout to its own pot, I’m afraid. Once I get more dirt.

Like the spinach, the pumpkin plants have decided it’s too cool for this pot nonsense and is exploding in every conceivable direction. I’m definitely not going to be able to keep all of these, since apparently two plants take up two square feet of soil. So I guess Mum will get pumpkins this year.

Saturday (When This Thrice-Cursed Semester Is Over, Amen), we are venturing to the garden centre for dirt, more seeds, more pots, balcony flowers, the roomie’s flowers for the garden, and various balcony-planting-accoutrements.

And big hats.

Gardening. It’s weirdly satisfying. Alas, we will probably not also be fighting crime while doing it, since neither of us has a horticulture degree (Arts majors both) or has been cast aside by cheating husbands, but you never know. Apparently the community garden has a vegetable-stealing problem. There could be adventure!