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I recently had lunch with an old friend, the groundhog that lives on the property at my work. He was in his old spot in the ditch just hanging out. I usually sit in my car and read and heard rustling outside the window. I looked out and there he was. I haven’t seen him much this summer so it was nice to see him there. He crept along through the ditch and then ventured out into the field across the parking lot where I usually see him hanging out.

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Remember the putz houses I was addicted to and started making at the beginning of this year right after Christmas? Well, I found 3 real ones when we were out and about at antique stores this past weekend. They really show their age. No, I didn’t buy them. But I am going to start making them again soon!

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This weekend was all about flea markets, or antique stores, or consignment shops, whatever you choose to call them. We went to three yesterday, and hit two more new ones today that we’d never been to before.  I was in search of some small trinkets for a new art project I’m planning to start soon.  I came across some neat ideas on Pinterest a while ago, yes Pinterest! But I knew I’d have to do some serious searching to find the things I needed to pull it off.  Well, after 5 antique stores this weekend, I found plenty to get me started.  I’m not going to tell you what it is I’m up to just yet.  You’ll have to take a guess based on the picture above which is of all the loot I came home with…two tins, a cigar box, lots of old photos and postcards, beads, gems, thread, bottles, and trinkets.  Like I said, I’m not telling….not yet anyway.

I also enjoyed looking at all the other cool, funky stuff and snapped some photos to share.

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Woke up to a rainy day here in the Lou. It’s nice and peaceful and somber. This is the view from my office, sitting at my desk and looking out the window. That alien thing outside the window is a red canna.  I dug some of these up a few years ago from Mom’s house in Tennessee and planted them along the front of the house in the back of the flower bed.  They’ve come back every year and we even transplanted some two years ago so they’d stretch along the entire length of the bed.  For about the last three years, they’ve actually bloomed. You can’t see it in this picture very well but if you look close you’ll see a tall thin stem extending upward. It had a few red blooms at the top a few days ago, but now they are faded. I meant to take a photo of them, since this one is the only one to have bloomed so far, but I forgot.  We love their dark color, and you know fall is approaching as the cannas get taller. When they first sprout in the spring, bug tends to eat holes in the leaves as they unfold. So, as the leaf continues to unfold there ends up being a perfected row of holes, all the same size, directly across the tip of the leaf which stay there as the plant grows.  It reminds me of tribal tattooing or scarring every year.

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hosta

I almost forgot about the hostas which are all in bloom right now. They spend most of the year as lush greenery which is nice filler in the beds, but they bloom too. And all of them are in bloom right now. We have so many of them that it makes quite an impact around the yard.

RHP—New Division, New Imprints!

Shannon Yarbrough:

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Originally posted on Robin Writes:

Some of you may have heard, via social media, that RHP is expanding. Yay, us! We just brought out two new imprints, and added staff!

First, we will now be listing all of our literary fiction under the imprint Equidae. Oh, it’s still Rocking Horse Publishing, never fear, but we’re at the point now where we can specialize a bit. The release of The Fires of Waterland gives us two lit-fic titles, as Danny’s Grace will be moved to Equidae as well.

What the heck does that even mean? Glad you asked. “Equidae” is the Latin term, as in taxonomy, for “a family of perissodactyl ungulate mammals including the horses, asses, zebras, and various extinct related mammals,” as per Webster’s.

Second, since we have had such success with Spirits of St. Louis: Missouri Ghost Stories, we’ve opened up a new division/imprint for anthologies.

Our intent is to publish…

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This is a petunia I bought for my dad for his birthday who is in a rehab center right now. Unfortunately, the plant wasn’t doing very well indoors so when I went home last month he asked me to take it home. It’s still a bit ratty looking in the middle but has continued to bloom in our backyard. I’m not usually a fan of annuals since they die off after the season and don’t come back, but if we have another mild summer next year like this one has been, I may be adding some more to the garden next year for the sake of color.

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Today’s pic is of a lesser known annual we planted this year. We found it in the herbs section of a nursery back in the summer, though I do not know what medicinal purposes or herbal remedies it serves. It’s called a blood flower or tropical milkweed. We bought it just for the heck of it, but it has beautiful flowers right now and has grown quite tall, guarding one of our new trailing rose bushes from the rabbits.

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Here’s something interesting. It’s a grape tomato plant that sprung up in the middle of our yard between some irises. We didn’t plant it there. In fact, we’ve never planted any grape tomatoes. So, either a bird planted it there, or… sometimes I buy grape tomatoes to have on salads but they never get finished because J is the only one that eats them. So I always threw the old leftovers in the composter. It’s fun to think a seed from the composter might have survived the winter and planted itself here. As you see from the pic, it’s loaded in produce. Once we discovered it there, we just left it there and let it do its thing. Years ago we even had a tomato plant come up between cracks in the patio. Nature always finds a way and that’s what makes gardening fun sometimes.