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Hippeastrum and stuff
May. 15th, 2015 10:18 amI clearly thought it was a good idea to cross my favorite 2006 plant with Gervase, because I've got three pods of the stuff. There's another something ripening on that plant, and then it gets serious r&r after bringing five pods to maturity. That and the one I pollinated with the 2013 surprise, and I'll be done, thank goodness.
All the hippeastrum are outdoors now, along with the nopalxochia, and I have a jungly-looking corner next to my chair. Everyone gets a little sun in the morning and a lot of shade in the afternoon. This is a good thing, and they've thrived on that light in previous years.
Roy has been having a lot of trouble with a pain that wanders around the right-hand side of his lower body: back, hip, thigh, knee, calf. He came back from a short bike ride saying he had the worst pain he'd ever had. Poor guy can't take ibuprofen because of his other meds, and Tylenol is totally useless. That left nothing except whiskey, which which I dosed him liberally last night. He says he's better today, but he's worrying about whether he'll be able to take long driving trips any more (he says it's prolonged sitting that does this to him).
He's looking at three hours in the car Tuesday, and three hours in the car Wednesday to get back. If it's a catastrophe, we'll have to cancel our driving trip to Roanoke via the Blue Ridge in June. Le sigh.
All the hippeastrum are outdoors now, along with the nopalxochia, and I have a jungly-looking corner next to my chair. Everyone gets a little sun in the morning and a lot of shade in the afternoon. This is a good thing, and they've thrived on that light in previous years.
Roy has been having a lot of trouble with a pain that wanders around the right-hand side of his lower body: back, hip, thigh, knee, calf. He came back from a short bike ride saying he had the worst pain he'd ever had. Poor guy can't take ibuprofen because of his other meds, and Tylenol is totally useless. That left nothing except whiskey, which which I dosed him liberally last night. He says he's better today, but he's worrying about whether he'll be able to take long driving trips any more (he says it's prolonged sitting that does this to him).
He's looking at three hours in the car Tuesday, and three hours in the car Wednesday to get back. If it's a catastrophe, we'll have to cancel our driving trip to Roanoke via the Blue Ridge in June. Le sigh.
