Author: Marica


If it ain’t broke, it ain’t ours

H/T Jeff Foxworthy Took me two decompressed sprayer passes through the clogged sprayer to figure out the mechanism by which the sprayer was getting clogged. An hour of my life. Several gallons of water. There were wrenches involved. And Q-tips. And needle-nosed pliers. But I finally figured it out, no thanks to the helpless folk

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Big Garden

As proprietor of Big Food, Big Garden, Big Life in rural Mississippi, I have entered the Big Garden phase of my Big Life. This morning it’s out to kill fire ants and spray Jordan’s blueberry & apple garden. As the kids used to say, TTYL!

Happy Easter!

Christ the Lord is ris’n today, Alleluia! Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia! Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia! Sing, ye heav’ns, and earth, reply, Alleluia! Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia! Once He died our souls to save, Alleluia! Where thy victory, O grave?

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This was frightening!

Not to worry. My computer had just had a conversation with my printer and I had failed to flip the switch. Rain started at 3, 8/10th of an inch so far. It’s April in Mississippi.

It’s almost the weekend

It’s like a broken record. And what’s funny about that is in another 20 years most folks will understand the meaning of that but few will know what it means.