I'd like to get to Swarthmore soon. They have a great collection of hellebores. For my overseas readers, Swarthmore is a college in southeastern Pennsylvania. I get hideously lost in that part of Delaware County whenever I try to go there, so I haven't been in years. There is a Delaware County in Pennsylvania. It borders on Delaware the state. I think they did it just to be confusing. Pennsylvania is often called a state, but it's technically a commonwealth. I think they did that just to be confusing as well.
It's nice out today, though not as nice as yesterday. I'm going to try to get some clear pictures of the snowdrops. The camera doesn't focus well on flowers that small. I'll try to get pictures of the snow crocus as well, if they haven't been eaten yet. I've posted before about wanting to get or at least borrow dogs that hunt vermin and deer. Deer are considered game animals, but as far as I'm concerned they're vermin like the groundhogs. Ferrets would work for the rabbits. I know none of that will happen, but it's a bloodthirsty dream of mine.
Fuck Yeah Glee Podcast is going to be talking about the fic "All the Other Ghosts" on St. Patrick's Day. I hope it's a good podcast. Letters from Titan will be involved. She posted about the fic when she read it. I'd like to get a better feel for what pronouns LfT likes, but she said at some point that anything that wasn't mocking was all right, and I'm certainly not mocking. She's a very good speaker. I've read posts from some of the other participants, too.
Slightly later: Most of the snowdrops were open. There was a bee flying around a couple of patches of snowdrops that are where the sandbox used to be and where the sweet woodruff, bleeding heart and pink lily-of-the-valley are now. It was smaller than a bumblebee. I didn't think we had many honeybees around, but perhaps it was one. I don't know what kind of honey snowdrop nectar would make. I know lily-of-the-valley is very poisonous. I'm not sure about snowdrops.
There are a couple of yellow snow crocus open. There are lots of buds on the winter honeysuckle, but most of them are way overhead, like nine or ten feet up. Small but loud birds flew out of the thicket that's comprised of the hollies, quince tree, winter honeysuckle, butterfly bush and American cranberrybush viburnum. I think they're making nests there and in the apple trees. The acorus is the same as always. That keeps its leaves over the winter. The mahonia is in bud.
Later: N.S., who I went to grade school with, is now attending the church my parents attend. She gave them her e-mail address so I could contact her if I wished to. I e-mailed her, and connected most of the pieces of my real life and online life. I told her about my editing job, that I watch Glee, that I like gardening, and that I journal online. I didn't mention AfterElton, but I think saying that I watch Glee and that Kurt is my favorite character is a strong indication that I'm at least gay-friendly. (As of Thursday that week she hadn't gotten back to me.)
Much later: A. called around 11:15 p.m. and we talked for an hour and a half. I think it's good for me to talk with someone in real life.