It’s now the mid-mark of NaNoWriMo, and I’m at 23,420 words. So, I’m a tad behind.
The way I see it, this NaNoWriMo is like a writer’s boot camp. It breaks you down, weakens you, makes you vulnerable, and makes feel quite humble, as in “I’m the worst writer in the world.” And, then you wonder why you should write anything, but because you already feel like you’re the worst writer in the world, you allow yourself to write the worst possible crap ever. Whew! I feel better. Hopefully, I’ll come out of this stronger, faster, and tougher. I’ll really know what I made of. That’s it.
My characters remain aloof. Perhaps, they’re spending too much time in the house, and I need to get them outside, or let them be really bad. On the bright side, I do like some of my ideas.
And, now, a little video for your viewing pleasure, so this post is, uh, not a complete waste of your time. Gee, honey, I thought it was because of my soft skin.
It’s based on science, and what more do you want out of life? Really. Science has the answers for everything. Enjoy.
So much has happened to the cacti garden, I thought I better fill you in. Otherwise, I would be pretending that I have a beautiful cactus garden in my backyard. As you may recall, I documented the beginnings of the garden in my Let the Cacti Live post.
Oooh, I can barely stand to show you the pictures. It isn’t pretty. I’m afraid I have no good news to report. In fact, I think I’ve committed the EPIC FAIL.
I had good intentions and I did make a valiant effort. External factors such as weather, and the fact that our whole backyard got demolished on account of a deck that was falling apart and needed replacement due to safety reasons, weighed heavily on the success of the garden.
What I have learned is that having a cactus garden is not as easy as I would have liked to think. For starters, I planted a succulent in the bright sunshine. What she really needed and wanted was soft, filtered light. If I had only known. I’m speaking of “Red Mouth.” See her photo below. A few days after I planted the garden, we had an unprecedented heat wave and she was scorched. Her green stem turned white, and after I referenced google, realized, indeed, she probably was not going to make it.
So far, only one lost. But then, as I mentioned, our backyard was demolished and “Cactus McCoy” and “Lucky Nucky,” were all destroyed. Oh, did I mention we replaced “Big Mouth,” with a new cactus, who didn’t even get named. See below, if you can bear to look, our garden destroyed.
The good news and a silver lining:
“Split Rock” the living pet rock is faring quite well. She was put in a pot and, hence, was untouched in the uprooting of the garden. The orange stick bug dude has fled. We don’t know where he went.
My kids begged for replacement cacti and the following plants will now start our new garden, when the time is right. For now, they will be remain safe in a pot. Our additions include the “String of Pearls” and another cactus/succulent that is thriving quite nicely. I noticed that we have not named the new cacti. The String of Pearls, which more closely resembles peas than anything else, is my son S.’s plant. My older son H. has the tall and skinny cactus/succulent.
H. has taken to relocating his cactus many times during any given day. He takes her outside for filtered light under the umbrella and often wakes up with her by his bedside. He likes to talk to her, and his dad mentioned plants enjoy this. I’ve heard him say, “How are you doing? Do you like this light? Do you need more water?”
When asked what else he says to her, he said, “It’s none of your business, especially if you’re going to put it into your stupid blog.” Ouch.
But, the silver lining, he wants to take to care of this plant. Not I only do I think this is wise, but a step in the right direction. I just hope this cactus doesn’t come between us.