MIND YOUR ONIONS....

This is simply too beautiful so I had to show it to you...it has nothing to do with my onions story but made my heart sing. It was taken on the 10th 10 10 at 10 past...13 hours (sorry, did not/could not carry on the 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 etc. theme).

This whole 10 10 etc. thing was really amazing because whoever decided it was an important and auspicious date (be it angels, guides or some clever person) was quite right. It turns out that if you decide whatever date is an auspicious one then it becomes auspicious. Spent the day with my Satsang friends going "lovely" this and "lovely" that for no apparent reason but the fact that a) the sun was shining and b) I had been told it was going to be a lovely day being the etc. etc. etc...

So I suggest that we all decide that random days/hours/minutes are going to be lovely and it is garanteed to make them lovely, for sure!

As to the onions...went to my local farm equipment shop to get my early onions set. I plant onions and garlic around my vegetable beds in the autumn and believe that it protects them from pests...funnilly enough, the pests seem to believe it too which means that my crops are usually not eaten by snails and sluggs although my lovely neighbour suggested the first year that was because they "had not found me yet", a lovely image of gossiping sluggs knitting in a corner of the field behind us saying "have you heard that French woman at number 75 has planted her beans" came to my mind then and has never quite left it...

Sorry, keep wondering off the point, back to the onions...as I was walking into the shop, I spotted a huge bag of grown up onions for sale at £3.50. Now my onion set was going to cost me £1.70 for 70 baby onions and I could have a whole lot more for £3.50 with no back breaking work, no tilling, weeding, digging. And I did wonder then, dear reader, why I bother, I did, I really did and nearly bought the grown up onions when I remembered that its not about money, its about love! Its about ritual. In October/November I plant my onions and garlics and then they grow and in the spring they get the sluggs off my plot and then I harvest them and they taste nice and they give me good energy and vibes because, I love my land, I dig it on my knees with all my heart and I can taste it!

There they are, my little baby onions, aren't they cute

I HAVE NOTHING TO SHOW YOU OR IS IT TIME FOR THE ST. JOHN'S WART YET...

Sorry, people but there are not going to be any jolly old photos of an artistic nature today in the blog cause, I am bored with trying to be artistic.

Its funny writing a blog. Its fun to start with and then I got all into pictures and being clever and then after last week's...well I want to get back to basics.

So here are my meanderings for the week...

I feel like its February and have been looking longingly at my stock of St. John's Wort thinking may be I could just start on it a bit early. That was untill I pulled myself severely together and realised that Feb is in...o my Goddess, in 5 months time....so there is no way no way at all we can break into the St.J.W.

But what to do when it is so damp and grey and feels like the Grizzle (drizzle, grrrrr) will never stop. Cannot garden as all damp and looking like the Somme in 1917, no healthy walk to forrage as ditto and bored with knitting shawls that I have to unknit because I cannot count properly.

There is always the Parish Council tonight, I hear you cry on the sidelines...zzzzzzzz

Ok, so no pictures, no St.J.W., lack of Shawl patterns for idiots and have spent the afternoon battling with Direct Debits (DD, the sneeky brigade).

The Beloved wailed as she was doing the accounts that some DDD (Dastardly DD'ers) had put their prices up by 50% for no apparent reason so I got onto my high horse and grabbed the phone (thereby running a huge bill with Cable, those other fiends) and got them all....reduced...some of them substantially ie from £15 a month to £5.00....how does that work then? Apparently they have "leway" said one of the nice people that cut my costs down...

Oh that has cheered me up! I could not break the nice Virging Media girl from India though...she just could not bring our costs down and suggested may be we should stop using the telephone. Which was a fair point since Skyping does not cost a penny...then I contacted BT who are cheaper but the Beloved in turn sobbed and said she could not live without the Virgin Play back thingy so...we are staying put.

On the plus sign, Bedfordshire Libraries (Goddess blessings to them, they are the best) do have a copy of the book on how to live without money in stock and WILL lend it to me for £1.00 and they WILL think about ordering a book that Kestrel recommended on Stoneage skills for today people...so I love them.

I am glad I did not do pictures today because writing all this down has made me put my St.J.W. away in its little February cocoon and realise that it might be grey outside but today has been a GREAT DAY...I have battled with the DD and won some over and I have talked to Kestrel about our weird and wonderful lifestyle( I love the connection and the feeling of not being alone).

Thanks for listening... I am all perked up and smily (but no photo of that either)...life is great and I can may be not beat the system but certainly annoy it and nibble at it!

Good luck with your battles, struggles, whatever they are and do put away the St.J.W. I swear, the sun has just come out for one second and the sky is clearing in front of my eyes, the cats are dancing around the garden and a cup of tea has just materialised by my side (thanks Beloved)...SMILE