After our trip to the nursery this weekend, Katie started seriously looking at our existing plants. We have a mint plant that got so pot-bound it grew down, through the drainage holes at the base of the pot, and back up the outside of the pot. She decided to make cuttings out of those bits… but what to put them in?
Well, she’d just finished off a container of baking cocoa…
Continuing Photoblog Catch-Up Week, here’s another great example of what happens when specialized jargon conflicts with general usage:
It doesn’t take much geometry knowledge to realize you can’t have a 7×9″ square—but in the context of crochet it makes perfect sense. If you take it literally, it’s right up there with non-organic food.
(Found in a Michael’s craft store.)
Photoblog Catch-up Week continues!
Last weekend we stopped at a nearby nursery to pick up some potting soil. We walked out with two tomatoes, one fuchsia, three herbs, a couple of pots, some bamboo… and the potting soil.
We parked in front of this sign. Yes, it was next to an avocado tree.
I’m officially declaring this week Photoblog Catch-Up Week, since I’ve got such a backlog of photos I’ve been meaning to post. First up:
Unfortunately this isn’t particularly near the Hobbit Center in Laguna Beach. It is, however, in Lake Forest, the city known for its Middle-Earth street names.
The pairing with the Plaza Suites sign does make me wonder, though: the last time I checked, accommodations on Dagobah weren’t particularly extravagant!
Drove past this place last weekend and only noticed the convenient pairing of the Karate studio with the Impact Rehabilitation Center. Came back this week to get a picture, and noticed it also seemed to advertise Red Hot Curves…
This just looks like something out of a Wallace and Gromit movie. I mean, seriously. “Cheese Information Center?” “The Ultimate Cheese Guide?”
(Found at an Albertson’s grocery store.)
OK, it’s not quite as confusing as having, say, a First Street and a First Avenue in the same city, but sometimes you have to wonder what went through the mind of the city planner who approved certain street names.
