tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post115966853947349252..comments2023-10-29T21:28:41.709+10:30Comments on Pavlov's Cat: NeglectKerryn Goldsworthyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1160123579013742862006-10-06T18:02:00.000+09:302006-10-06T18:02:00.000+09:30PC, There is only one rule in this "not a gardner'...PC, There is only one rule in this "not a gardner's bootlace" garden, live or die. I have picked up a few tips though, don't water near the trunk, prune savagely every few years and apparently they like to be fed. Also it's not an urban myth about having a man pee on a lemon tree.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159917569809622502006-10-04T08:49:00.000+09:302006-10-04T08:49:00.000+09:30FXH -- I have two lots of sweet peas and the ones ...FXH -- I have two lots of sweet peas and the ones that are doing much better are on a north/south trellis with no nearby big shadows and get the sun all day. Not that that is likely to be any help to you. And not to get too gruesome, but Blood and Bone isn't called that for nothing. They think it's food and it gets their digestive systems going. I agree that people who let their dogs (or cats!) poop in other people's yards and gardens and driveways deserve their own special circle of hell.<BR/><BR/>JahTeh, perhaps you can tell me how to make sure the fruit sets on the lemon tree instead of all the lovely blossom just falling off, baby fruit and all.<BR/><BR/>Sorry about the rain and the washing, ladies. The other thing I do to make it rain is wash the car.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159877871337321052006-10-03T21:47:00.000+09:302006-10-03T21:47:00.000+09:30Aarrhh yes the washing as drought breaking tactic....Aarrhh yes the washing as drought breaking tactic. I've considered loading my 5.5kg Hoover toploader into the back of the ute & touring rural NSW in revivalist mode, offering the foolproof prospect of five days non-stop deluge as soon as a load of whites emerges from the Hoover & heads toward a clothesline.Legacy Userhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15930609276002306434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159877790889327522006-10-03T21:46:00.000+09:302006-10-03T21:46:00.000+09:30Baby, doncha know, just doing the washing is the e...Baby, doncha know, just doing the washing is the equivalent of the FULL RAIN DANCE.<BR/><BR/>And at least you get some bloody sun...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159873144133551922006-10-03T20:29:00.000+09:302006-10-03T20:29:00.000+09:30I have one branch of wisteria which I coax over th...I have one branch of wisteria which I coax over the neighbour's fence but around the corner, the wisteria has grown over a front gate archway and into the silver birch. I've taken two photographs of it, luckily before the winds wrecked it. All the citrus trees have blossom and the perfume is magic.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159762620171873022006-10-02T13:47:00.000+09:302006-10-02T13:47:00.000+09:30I can't get the sweet peas to do anything but look...I can't get the sweet peas to do anything but look sickly on bit of string. Grape vine over pergola is sprouting green and wisteria is getting flowers and leaves.<BR/><BR/>Blood and bone attracted all the neighbourhood dogs a-walking with their owners. I'm not sure exactly why but blood and bone seems to make the dogs shit all over the front bits and footpath. And only the big dogs with huge turds. <BR/><BR/>One day I'm going to set up a secret video camera and catch all those walkers who let their dogs crap over the footpath and nature strip and then bundle up the crap and take it around to their place and either smear it all over their car door handles or do the old wrap it in newpaper, set it on fire, ring bell and watch from behind a bush while they stomp it out hard, with their foot, or something.FXHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14927037961123914689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159695820893029932006-10-01T19:13:00.000+09:302006-10-01T19:13:00.000+09:30Aha! It's your fault! I'd just hung my washing o...Aha! It's your fault! I'd just hung my washing out when it started....<BR/><BR/>But i loved the thunder.<BR/><BR/>deadlines suck. the endBluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07537206000218742156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159694576489141632006-10-01T18:52:00.000+09:302006-10-01T18:52:00.000+09:30I keep putting off hacking back my nasturtiums, wh...I keep putting off hacking back my nasturtiums, which are covering half the backyard and threatening to smother the rose patch in the front.<BR/><BR/>But at least I don't have sweet peas clashing with the ranunculus.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-1159692385034959582006-10-01T18:16:00.000+09:302006-10-01T18:16:00.000+09:30At least it's raining there! You must have gotten ...At least it's raining there! You must have gotten one review written, cause I read it today!Mindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10634135486127575735noreply@blogger.com