My Gardening Angel and me

My gardening angel has been at it again.  I looked in the compost pile and there is a big beautiful watermelon or cantalope vine. Not sure which on I let you know when they set fruit. I don't know just how she does it. She must have a special planting dust that she uses. Last year I walked out the back gate and under the pine trees at the end of our property was about 15 to 20 cherry tomatoe plants full of tomatoes. Growing in the shade through the weeds, and no staking. I planted mine in the garden with no weeds and they died!  This year I can to the relization I wasn't a gardening angel who could just throw out the seeds and grow big beautiful plants with bountiful harvests. I had to put in the work. Turn the soil, till in the compost, and raise the bed. Add the furtilizer and water...water...water.   And last but not least pray that the leaf cutter ants, grass hoppers, and other insects would get lost on the way to the plants. We wont even talk about the daily fight with the weed demon (if there's a gardening angel, then there has to be a weed demon). Man I really hate that guy.  Last year he fooled me into thinking my spinach was grass when it came up. Needless to say I didn't have a big crop. If it hadn't been for my gardening angel hiding some of the plants until I could tell what they really were, I wouldn't have grown any. Well, at least this year my onions, bell peppers, squash, and others are doing good. At least they look good. Now if they would just set more than a couple of vegetables....

Hey you think google is trying to tell me something?  As soon as I wrote this I noticed there was an ad for back ache?  Google earth really can get close can't they?

Hello and welcome to my blog

This is the first blog I have ever done, so welcome to history in the making. I have named my blog after a line in a movie that I like. (It's so true.)  That quote is:  "There's is no normal life, Wyatt. There's just life. Ya live it." Can you name the movie? My life is no where near normal, never has been, never will be. But then maybe my life is normal and all those other ideils of normal are crazy. I have found that the only way to survive in this world is to not take it or yourself to serious. And to that end I would like to thank the boys in Washington who know better than any of us for turning off the TV. Since we live in the country and can't afford stattilite, I don't have to listen to them talk their governize. My cardiologist and blood pressure thank you very much. Not that I'm uninformed I just don't get informed every minute of everyday, what a relife. (I know it was suppose to be releaf, but I kind of like the way it turned out better. Sometimes my brain comes up with a winner.) For entertainment first there was talking and story telling, then books, then radio, then television. Now alot of use are back to talking, radio and books. I found out there is actualy other people who live with me, and I like them. Wow, who would have thought it. In case you haven't noticed by now I ramble alot I'll try to keep it under control, but no promises. Well that's enough for now, my brain just took a nap and I try not to anything with out it.