Thursday 02/27/2025
This morning I took on the large task of breaking the dragon-wing begonias up. As I’ve mentioned Marian planted these back around 2015, give or take, and they grew on our front porch until I moved here in 2019. The micro-climate of my balcony here is quite similar to our front porch on Tasso street, a couple of hours of sun each morning and then shade the rest of the day, and they have thrived. But after a decade they have gotten too big and pot-bound, so I wanted to split them up. I had forgotten that Marian carefully put a layer of shiny beach pebbles on top of the dirt. The pebbles aren’t shiny any more, but my first job was digging them out of the dirt where they were firmly embedded. Then I stabbed all around the edges with my highly professional tool, a table knife. And I was able to lift them out.
Then came the job of dividing the plant, which was not easy. There is a solid wood core under all those shoots. But I got it done, twice, and now two have become four.
I am wondering which of the four will thrive. Have I killed any? Probably all four will be fine. Later in the spring, when they have a big ball of foliage and start to bloom, I will give two away.
Later in the day I did an hour of music, then I sat down for a little work on my taxes. All my 1099’s are available, so I downloaded those, and I assembled a final spreadsheet of all my tax-deductible contributions. There’s nothing left to do except fill in the accountant’s workbook, which I expect to get done Saturday, I think.
For dinner I had set up a proper dinner with guests, specifically the Greene’s, relatively new residents, and me and Joanne. This is something other people do all the time, reserve a table in the dining room and invite guests, and bring wine, and you know, dine. I’ve only done it a few times, like lunch with Jean and Darlene a month back. So it was very nice. Joanne is extremely sociable and knows how to draw people out and keep a conversation going.
Codgerville 