I love to grow stuff. Especially veggies. These are the weirdest beets I have ever grown. So I can’t imagine what a real farmer would feel if they had planted a crop from a seed source and found that something entirely different, and also quite unmarketable, resulted from the planting.
So far, I sent an email to the seed company asking what they thought should be done. I grew a bed 50 feet long by 2.5 feet wide of these things. My compost pile will be huge and my vegetable refrigerator not so full.
Still, they are kind of interesting looking. Thought you all might want to see my weird hybrid beets. I like the stripes.
This week Arnica Grace found that foggy days interfere with mural making. To make the most of the limited sunshine, we found Arnica ducking under cover between scattered showers.
“If I paint a little every day, it will get done,” said Arnica optimistically when we caught her hiding from a storm cloud under the barbecue umbrella at Beachgate Condosuites and Hotel. So far, the fish house image is coming along, and the big blue fish are looking like a swimmingly good catch.
Austin has a ton of places to ramble around in, but you will find Arnica always coming back to Zilker Park for the Botanical Gardens. Even midwinter, there are birds, bees, and flowers, oh my!
When asked why she liked the Zilker Botanical Gardens so much, Arnica replied, “the first time Ithe cedar log bridge in the Japanese garden there, I must have been all of about fourteen years old. It was magical, it was marvelous, it was my first love. Rambling in the park found me face to face with the koi in the ponds, their glittery bodies sleekly swimming in the depths. I painted them with the first set of oil paints I had ever owned. It was fulfilling, fun, it was my first time to really see what paint could do for me.
Going back to the park lately, I went to the bridge. I climbed it again, slipping a bit, just as I had the first time. I visited the koi. They are truly monstrous these days, as large as my legs, boiling and roiling under the surface of the water, looking for the food the groundskeeper surely throws into the pond for them.
It was glorious, I am glad to have lived a life in the arts. I made a painting of the koi again, couldn’t help it really.”
So, if you keep your eyes peeled, you might run into Arnica rambling through the gardens again this springtime. A recent joiner to the Plein Air Austin organization, she says she hopes to enjoy their monthly meetups.
