The new look "grass verge" Part 2

Time for a new look for the grass verge outside the front wall. 
Off to see my friends at the Home and Garden Shop.  Run by a husband and wife team who provide A-One service, it is almost impossible to leave empty handed.

All kinds of wonderful statuary and stone ornaments abound, and it's no wonder that items must be ordered in advance, since they sell quickly.

Friendly workers make everything available for sale from various molds.

I knew what I wanted.....second quality concrete pavers and balls.  If you are creative and love a messy project, well then I suggest purchasing the unfinished items or the second quality items....those that would not pass the scrutiny of a discerning customer, and finish them off yourself.

The large pavers lined up along the driveway.
I chose three different patterns since I don't care too much for monotony

The concrete balls

We have a decorative textured finish made by a local company, Trowel Plastics, which is used for coating walls. Most homes are finished with this product.  
I decided to give my balls a "finished look."

I steadied the balls on a brick and got to work.  Using an old paint brush, the product was brushed on all over the balls.

With my hand in a glove, I gave them a smoothing caress.

All three balls finished and ready for their debut.

I finished the stone pavers with a wash of natural colour solution.
Time to start the laying out process.  I had a staggered box pattern in my head, but it was hard to stick to it since the area is not squared properly.  I used a slightly different sequence instead, using all three patterns of the pavers.

Once again my dear ex-hubby came to my rescue and assisted in lifting the larger pavers and also to help set the balls in place.

After reading several online websites about the high theft rate of garden ornaments worldwide, I wasn't prepared to take any chances.

 I dug a big hole for the balls........

.........while he mixed a batch of concrete for the hole

Filling the big hole with the concrete

The balls setting up safely in their concrete bed.

For the pavers, I dug some shallow holes and sunk them into the earth until they were flush with the surrounding soil.
At this point I decided I wanted some smaller squares in between the bigger ones....dear ex-hubby came to my rescue again.

With a masonry blade on the angle grinder, he cut a few of the larger pavers into four quarters which would give me the exact look I'd created in my head.

Asparagus densiflorus "Sprengeri"

I knew that I wanted some kind of delicate fine textured flowing plant in between the pavers to soften the look....something I wouldn't have to worry too much about in terms of maintenance, and I decided on a rice fern to do the job.
The rice fern has spiny thorns and would make a good deterrent for those folks who "like" to hang around my property.

 My plant buddy girlfriends came to the rescue and donated several pots and pieces of rice fern for my project...thanks to Dawn, Eureka, Helen and Joan!!
Thanks also to ex-hubby who gave me a few baby plants as well.

Getting there......

 

I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel

Finally ........all done

I just need to find some more of the rice fern to fill in the remaining spaces.

I am so very very happy that I no longer have to cut grass in this area anymore.....YEAH!!

I can't wait until it is all filled in and looking lush and beautiful.

I promise to post an updated photo in a couple of weeks. 

Stay tuned.

I've been busy......

As busy as a bee, and then some.
The garden, as always takes up quite a bit of my time to keep it in shape.
Some of my fellow bloggers already know the amount of time it takes to keep palms looking decent....it seems they shed fronds every second.

Trimmed Golden Palm fronds

In between the hard outdoor work, I still found a little time to fix lunch.

Curly Kale drizzled with EVOO (ExtraVirginOliveOil) and sprinkled with salt and pepper before baking

Macaroni Pie, Granburger Stew with Kidney Beans, and baked Curly Kale

The last of the Christmas treats........all consumed now

It's still our tourist season and the cruise ships continue to sail into the harbour every day.

Lovely beach view on my way to visit friends headed off to France for a week

Brownie waiting for his lunch in the doorway

"What's taking so long?"

A girlfriend of mine thought I was in need of a break after all the work I'd been doing recently and gifted me with a ticket to a local theatre production.

 "Laff it Off" is an annual theatrical comedy production that sheds a satirical look at local political and social issues.

It runs from January to March and has a huge following.
The production started back in September 1985 from the need to promote theatre in Barbados and is now in its 29th year.
The title this year was "Yuh Got to Pay" and as usual the scenes were hysterical with the actors on stage delivering their lines in heavy Bajan dialects.
Barbados is a lively island especially in the area of politics and the majority of the performances were based on political events that occurred throughout the year. It gives one a chance to laugh it off but also to ponder the seriousness of it all.
The show can be a bit raunchy at times but a definite laugh its is.

Life goes on. ...you know the everyday stuff that life is made up of.
Cussing at the gas company to have my gas delivered after five days of delivery promises.....telling off yet another stupid person visiting the neighbour next door NOT to park blocking my driveway....collecting new plants from friends, obtaining quotes for fabricating the new gate, and on and on....you know....the usual stuff.
Isn't life grand??

The earth moved

 As usual I was up early this morning, although just a bit earlier than normal since BrownBerts had unceremoniously jumped up at the side of the sofa and started to paw me.....all the while making a funny whiny sound over and over again....he just would not stop.  Getting up I opened the door to let him out.  He headed outside in the pre-dawn light to investigate his domain while making sure to christen another of my newly planted shrubs.
Suddenly he shot off in the back garden like a bat out of hell, and started to run up and down, up and down, up and down.
What strange behaviour I thought.
"Brownie what's up with you?" I asked him, but he continued to run up and down, up and down, up and down.
Sitting back on the sofa, I felt a strange sensation.  I then heard the many pieces in my blue and white porcelain collection rumbling on the etagere, but still I did not make the connection.
We were experiencing an earthquake.
It was about 5.30am.

The earthquake measured 6.7 on the Richter scale and jolted the entire island wide awake, although some folks managed to sleep right through it.

 The epicenter was 126 miles northeast of our capital city Bridgetown at a depth of 20 miles.
The tremor affected the entire island but was mostly felt in the north and the east.
The US Geological Survey confirmed that the 6.7 magnitude quake occurred 107 miles NNE of Bathsheba (east coast) and 116 miles NNE of Bridgetown (west coast) at 5.27am at a depth of 20 miles.
 The tremor was also felt in the neighbouring islands of St.Lucia and Martinique.
According to news reports, over the last 18 hours there has been heightened seismic activity in the area.

Coincidentally, over the weekend I viewed a documentary highlighting the Canary Islands fault line and the resulting mega-tsunami that would occur if the predictions of the scientists came to pass. 

The last earthquakes in Barbados were two months ago when two occurred on December15th and  16th.  The first, which occurred to the south of the island, measured 3.8 on the Richter scale. The second was slightly weaker, magnitude 3.6, and struck to the north of Barbados.
The last major quake was back in 2007 and during that quake my six dogs were running up and down, up and down, up and down too.

See the news reports here and here.

Here is the link to the Worldwide Seismic Monitor.

Holetown Festival 2014 - Part 2 - Arts & Crafts

After the parades were over, it was time to visit the arts and crafts stalls of the festival.

Food stalls were plentiful, and the smells were tantalizing, but I was on a mission to find my girlfriends who had a plant stall at the festival.

So many tents with so much to see....where should I start?

 It was like a large tent city

I decided to start at one end, and make my way back up through the crowds until I found my girlfriends and then make my way back to where I had parked.

Both locals and tourists were out in their numbers

Beautifully decorated stalls depicting our local chattel houses

Artists displayed their paintings

The next three paintings were HUGE and had HUGE prices attached to them.

Boys with guttaperks  and handmade wood lorries -Bds$10,000 (US$5,000)

Sugar cane cutters harvesting sugar cane -Bds$10,500 (US$5,250)

Lady working in her kitchen garden....I think this one was Bds$11,000.

At first I thought these Bob Marley paintings were posters....so exquisitely done I was fooled.

Straw made goods

Carved wooden ornaments and statues

Local Pottery

Carved Coral Stone decor

Where did you get that hat?

Leather sandals of every description

Shells, shells, shells

Barbados souvenirs

Painted calabash (gourds)

Wire art

Stalls with everything under the sun

Birds

Fish

The toy stalls had many kids spellbound...young and old.

Lucky Dips for boys and girls in the pretty wrapped boxes at the side of the table
In my day, lucky dips were 50cents...they're now $3.00

Tourists love these island festivals.

Plants

Ezra (plant buddy) among his plants

Finally I found my girlfriends....about time too...it was creeping up to lunchtime for you know who...time to make my way home.

My two crazy girlfriends

Individual bands provided music throughout the crowds.

It was such a lively place to be on a Saturday afternoon....I should have considered staying a while longer.
Perhaps I should have given BrownBerts a call to let him know I would be home a bit late. The phone booth is only decorative...it doesn't work....hahaha.
(CJ this photo is for you!)

Until next year.