tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post282878812130015433..comments2023-03-25T14:41:36.885+00:00Comments on esther in the garden: LINDA'S TAG - TEN THINGS YOU DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT ME UNTIL I TOLD YOUEsther Montgomeryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05412078991551799972noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-82684101001555664412008-04-26T22:41:00.000+01:002008-04-26T22:41:00.000+01:00No. That doesn't fit me at all. Maybe I've got t...No. That doesn't fit me at all. Maybe I've got the wrong planet? What would fit organized, type A, open and upfront, and flexible?archivesinfohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11173735671172866919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-50428330101369195522008-04-23T07:43:00.000+01:002008-04-23T07:43:00.000+01:00If I say I like Saturn, people will claim they can...If I say I like Saturn, people will claim they can run rings round me!<BR/><BR/>Venus - I don't think anyone has ever seen Venus - its swirling mists are too dense. Its usual association is romantic - but 'cloaked', 'un-knowable', 'mysterious' would be more appropriate.<BR/><BR/>Does that fit you?<BR/><BR/>EstherEsther Montgomeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05412078991551799972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-13343954042450659292008-04-23T02:09:00.000+01:002008-04-23T02:09:00.000+01:00My planet is venus. I don't know what that says a...My planet is venus. I don't know what that says about me. I like Saturn's rings. They look fun for sliding...kind of like rainbows are fun for sliding. Too bad you don't like them...maybe you will reconsider?archivesinfohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11173735671172866919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-70863785190212008572008-04-17T11:43:00.000+01:002008-04-17T11:43:00.000+01:00MelissaEr, star signs aren't my kind of thing.If I...Melissa<BR/><BR/>Er, star signs aren't my kind of thing.<BR/><BR/>If I could chose a planet sign?<BR/><BR/>Humm.<BR/><BR/>Ming's already bagged Mars. Venus is too slushy.<BR/><BR/>Pluto - a bit dippy.<BR/><BR/>Neptune - I haven't got a fork.<BR/><BR/>Earth - too presumptuous.<BR/><BR/>Jupiter - like the look of it but not the name.<BR/><BR/>I'm wondering about Saturn; good name - but don't like the rings!<BR/><BR/>Perhaps Jupiter re-named? So I could be called Saturn but look like Jupiter?<BR/><BR/>Kind of fierce?<BR/><BR/>I'll let you know when I've decided.<BR/><BR/>EstherEsther Montgomeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05412078991551799972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-84860141269923980472008-04-17T05:46:00.000+01:002008-04-17T05:46:00.000+01:00I don't know, Esther, I would rather not know all ...I don't know, Esther, I would rather not know all of the particulars...I like your mystery...and your mystery man. There are so few left in life, you know...I am perfectly willing to accept that Ming burst forth from your garden shed. Why not? Stranger things have happened...@JeanAnnVKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14112902692692625109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-68706863371341890202008-04-17T02:33:00.000+01:002008-04-17T02:33:00.000+01:00I LOVE worms. My four-year-old always backs away ...I LOVE worms. My four-year-old always backs away from me when I pick one up with bare, un-muddied hands.<BR/><BR/>I would like to know...what is your sign? It seems significant considering your interest in plants and space related things. I am a virgo (just in case you were wondering. It seems rude to ask you your sign without telling you mine.)archivesinfohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11173735671172866919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-70922460809847138432008-04-09T14:15:00.000+01:002008-04-09T14:15:00.000+01:00I don't care much for many 'slimy' things, but wor...I don't care much for many 'slimy' things, but worms are ok. Dirt-caked hands make it easier to pick up their slippery little selves. Sometimes I use a little twig to get them up off the patio and walks and back onto the soil so they don't shrivel up and die.<BR/><BR/>My dog George has been watching me do this his whole life. When he was only a few months old he decided to start helping me save them. He looks at me, then looks back at the worm, and if I don't follow him he'll whine until I do. Then he'll stand there with his nose to the ground, look at me, look at the worm, and wait for me to rescue them! If I don't do it fast enough for him because I can't get a grip, he'll whine some more until they're safely back on the soil. Then he rolls around on his back on the spot where the worm was. He seems very proud of himself when the job is done.garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-16629923725448895292008-04-01T18:10:00.000+01:002008-04-01T18:10:00.000+01:00Oh dear, I hope the Mounties haven't infiltrated y...Oh dear, I hope the Mounties haven't infiltrated your email or your blog. How strange!<BR/><BR/>Very interesting about the tea. My Martian drinks large quantities of tea too. with sugar, and lemon.garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-58465043471819108612008-04-01T16:31:00.000+01:002008-04-01T16:31:00.000+01:00Actually - he drank rather a lot of cups of tea!...Actually - he drank rather a lot of cups of tea! Couldn't stop.<BR/><BR/>EstherEsther Montgomeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05412078991551799972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-45593543777628469902008-04-01T15:46:00.000+01:002008-04-01T15:46:00.000+01:00Esther, I'm finding your ten things fascinating. ...Esther, I'm finding your ten things fascinating. <BR/><BR/>Did you offer Ming a second cup of tea?garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-46893799538287732862008-03-29T14:55:00.000+00:002008-03-29T14:55:00.000+00:00Ron and Linda et al.I'll be putting 'answers' on t...Ron and Linda et al.<BR/><BR/>I'll be putting 'answers' on the blog over the next few days.<BR/><BR/>Here are the first three!<BR/><BR/>1. Age - Wrong! Much older. 47yrs.<BR/><BR/>2. Marital Status - Wrong! This is my first marriage.<BR/><BR/>3. How did we meet? - Well, Ming simply happened to land in my shed. It was a Thursday afternoon - and I was weeding. He opened the door and walked into sunlight for the first time on earth.<BR/><BR/>It was shock at first sight.<BR/><BR/>I offered him a cup of tea (as one does!) - and, well, you know the rest! <BR/><BR/>EstherEsther Montgomeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05412078991551799972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-1903019242853997122008-03-28T14:58:00.000+00:002008-03-28T14:58:00.000+00:00The mysterious Esther in the Garden! Hmmm. . . l...The mysterious Esther in the Garden! Hmmm. . . let's see. . . <BR/><BR/>I'll hazard a guess on your age. Ron's guess is close to my initial guess - 31. On the other hand I think it's likely you're older than that, still in your 30's but closer to 40.<BR/><BR/>Your turn now. Ron's comment is intriguing. I wonder if he got anything right. That's my first question. Did he?<BR/><BR/>I'd guess one thing the same as his, "You like things orderly and calm." If he's right it's not a hard thing to guess, since most earthlings seem to prefer things orderly and calm. Yet as we all know, life is not always that way. <BR/><BR/>I'm torn about knowing too much. On the one hand I think the woman behind this story must be a very interesting person about whom I'd like to know more.<BR/><BR/>On the other hand, the mystery is part of the fun.<BR/><BR/>In the meantime, here are a few questions:<BR/><BR/>How did you and Ming meet?<BR/><BR/>How are the children adjusting to his absence?<BR/><BR/>Did you have a career before marrying Ming? If yes, what was it?<BR/><BR/>Do you think the children will ever settle on their ages? (We have the same problem, and not only with the children.)garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987833642789740989.post-65638784651215416192008-03-28T12:20:00.000+00:002008-03-28T12:20:00.000+00:00Well, let's see, You are 32, been married but not ...Well, let's see, You are 32, been married but not currently. Oh, I forgot Ming and who could forget Ming at whatever age he is. But other than Ming just married once to an Earth person and no children. What's all this about marriage? Does that define who one is by who one is with? The society needs to know. <BR/>Your education was public and you once worked in a barrister's office in London. But that didn't work out too well as when you walked the streets (no I don't mean that) of London you would notice the flower boxes in windows and doorways; the countryside beckoned. <BR/>Mum and Dad live in the same village but not too close. Your only sister married an American in the Air Force and they now live in Thule, Greenland. She says it is a wonderful adventure. You think good for her but don't feel that it's so.<BR/>You write for a business journal and it pays well enough to keep you in seed money and you use this blog to escape the mundane. You like things orderly and calm but find life has a way of disrupting each and every day and who doesn't. <BR/>Oh, the doorbell is ringing and I have to go. Probably some sweepstakes clearing house telling me I won a fortune. Bye<BR/><BR/>My question: Would you write your memoir in six words?<BR/>Here's mine: Not married three times, loved each.Ron Eklofhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05394273768872010425noreply@blogger.com