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It tastes just like a carrot
Mar. 5th, 2009 10:45 pmIt's been a busy day. When my back fence was replaced last year, Joan Next Door was inspired to suggesting replacing her fences too. Today the fence puller-downerers were hard at work, pulling down the side fence between us and Joan's back fence. It looks quite nice actually: from my kitchen, I can see past my vegie patch into Joan's cottage garden and even over to the orchard and swing set of the house behind her. It's like one of those stately homes that has gardens divided into outdoor 'rooms'. I'll have to enjoy it while I can, because the new fence goes up in a fortnight.
While all that was going on outside I decided I should be busy inside. I researched and wrote a short-answer essay question for my health economics tutorial, then researched and wrote a second one when I realised someone had already used the example I wanted to. Boo. Then I did some uncluttering. First I tidied the messy corner of the kitchen where all my recipe books seem to end up; they have their own shelf now. Then I did a sweep through my bookshelves and filled two boxes with books I'm never going to read again (or some of them, read in the first place). I took the boxes to the second-hand book shop around the corner and the lady gave me forty dollars for fifteen of them (uncluttering for profit! Except not, because they cost more than that. Oh.). Then I took the remaining books plus two bags of clothes I had prepared earlier to the St Vincent de Paul shop. So I'm forty dollars richer and considerably more righteous than I was this morning.
Then - and this has been the highlight of my day - while inspecting the fence (or lack thereof) at close quarters, I took a look at my purple carrots and decided it was time to pull up another one to check on their progress. Result: a small but definitely purple carrot that turned out to be bright orange inside. ( Look! )
While all that was going on outside I decided I should be busy inside. I researched and wrote a short-answer essay question for my health economics tutorial, then researched and wrote a second one when I realised someone had already used the example I wanted to. Boo. Then I did some uncluttering. First I tidied the messy corner of the kitchen where all my recipe books seem to end up; they have their own shelf now. Then I did a sweep through my bookshelves and filled two boxes with books I'm never going to read again (or some of them, read in the first place). I took the boxes to the second-hand book shop around the corner and the lady gave me forty dollars for fifteen of them (uncluttering for profit! Except not, because they cost more than that. Oh.). Then I took the remaining books plus two bags of clothes I had prepared earlier to the St Vincent de Paul shop. So I'm forty dollars richer and considerably more righteous than I was this morning.
Then - and this has been the highlight of my day - while inspecting the fence (or lack thereof) at close quarters, I took a look at my purple carrots and decided it was time to pull up another one to check on their progress. Result: a small but definitely purple carrot that turned out to be bright orange inside. ( Look! )