Not much. That’s what.
Jackson and I went on some minor adventuring this morning. We returned with a Cigar Bush and Hackberry tree that he planted this afternoon. That’s four trees we’ve added in the last three weeks. Two more to go and I think we might be done. We are working to fill up the vast prairie land that is our back yard.
Give us a couple of years and there might be some actual shade back there. Right now we have the biggest apricot tree that I have ever seen. It provides some excellent shade, but it’s right at the back of the yard. No help for the patio or the house.
Spooky’s gardening advice of the day is to go out to the nursery and purchase as many Russian Olive trees as you can cart back to your casa. These trees put off a fine, sticky mist of sap for about a month and a half in the early spring. Don’t plant them anywhere near your car. But after that, you get another month and a half of the most incredible fragrance. It’s sweeter and smoother than the scent of a honeysuckle. The two trees that we have scent our entire yard, front and back. It’s incredible.
Russian Olives are easily rooted from cuttings. I have a few new ones trying to come up from roots that I’m fixing to whack off. If you’re a local peep and you want the little branches, let me know.
When I started this post I had great plans for it. Well, not plans, actually, but I thought I would twist the idea of gardening into some sort of essay about the peacefulness of that pursuit and how a home should be a place of peace, both inside and out. A sanctuary, a refuge, a retreat. But that seemed like a lot of trouble.
So, instead, lets talk about comic books. I’ve been reading The Saga of Solomon Kane. He’s a “Puritan adventurer” wandering the 16th century world, doing the Lord’s work. As long as that work involves rescuing naked women from vampires.
Solomon Kane is a dour-faced pilgrim. A religious man, his purpose is to eradicate evil where he finds it. He likes to eradicate things with his sword. In addition to evil, he finds naked women. The poor man has to gird his loins extra tight to keep from being tempted by their feminine wiles.
It is cracking me up.
Solomon Kane is one of the creations of Robert E. Howard, who also created Conan the Barbarian. He was from Cross Plains, Texas, which ain’t too far from here. Kane was a pulp fiction character created in the late 1920’s and in the 1970’s the comic book version was created. I love the art from the comic book. Kane’s sour demeanor and pilgrim-y, pirate-y costume are a cool combination. Plus it makes him look sort of hot so that the naked women he encounters are more than happy to provide the temptations that test his faith and purpose.
I think I know what sort of churches Robert Howard grew up in.