Small Kitchen Garden Tips and Tricks

what is the combination to unlock the garden gate for challenge 12 round 9 in gold rush?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:51:05 +0000

Question by Melissa C: what is the combination to unlock the garden gate for challenge 12 round 9 in gold rush? Best answer: Answer by gemmyt14, right 24, left 0 3, right What do you think? Answer below! Related posts:what is the combination to unlock the garden gate for challenge 12 round 9 in gold … Continue reading Related posts:

were did the olive garden situation occur? like what state and what city?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:32:07 +0000

Question by : were did the olive garden situation occur? like what state and what city?
this is about the food being tamperd with at olive garden, like one incident there were a group of people out for lunch and they waited for 25min. and then they finally got there food, they ate some of it then brought the rest of it home. the nest day all of them woke up with lumps on there lips, they went to the Doctor and he said they had herpes. the people got the food tested and there were 7 different tips of semen in there food….

Best answer:

Answer by me
are you serious???????????????
holly shit!!!!!!!!!!

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I would like to plant a flower garden starting from bulbs/ seeds, when should I plant them?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:14:05 +0000

by linsuehoo

Question by tylertylertyler: I would like to plant a flower garden starting from bulbs/ seeds, when should I plant them?
I live in Northern California.

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Answer by MT C
Bulbs can go into the ground as soon as it is workable. Seeds should wait until after the last frost is anticipated.

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I think introducing kids to vegetable gardening at the Boys and Girls clubs might be interesting, don’t you?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:10:06 +0000

by Ron Sombilon Gallery

Question by La Cicada: I think introducing kids to vegetable gardening at the Boys and Girls clubs might be interesting, don’t you?
Where else are some of these kids going to learn how to sustain themselves later on.Bet most of these kids parents don’t garden. I wish I had learned when I was young, but I’m learning now!

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Answer by Funky Farmer
I should think the kids will be over the moon lol but I do admire your thoughtfulness toward them

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Isn’t the fact that we have garden gnome statues proof positive that gnomes exist?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:10:03 +0000

by Márcio Cabral de Moura

Question by Murazor: Isn’t the fact that we have garden gnome statues proof positive that gnomes exist?
After all, how would we know what they looked like if no one had ever seen one to base a statue on?

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Answer by Ed
The image comes from the imagination of the Swiss alchemist, Paracelsus

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I need your honest opinion on this story idea/ excerpt. PLEASE READ!!!!!!?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:56:13 +0000

by tatulund

Question by live.love.laugh: I need your honest opinion on this story idea/ excerpt. PLEASE READ!!!!!!?
Ok so , at first i wrote this for NANOWRIMO but I really like this idea, would you consider reading a book if it had this on the back of the book? Give me critiques on writing style, idea, content that kind of stuff. I will be forever grateful and be honest!!!

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The clouds peaked between the few gaps of the tall trees, I knew it was getting late but I had this feeling that Ms. Tubbs the cat was close. I could hear the ringing of the bells on her collar. My conscience was screaming at me for being in the woods, alone, at night, late night.
I heaved a sigh, but I knew how much Ms. Tubbs meant for my mother, and especially at this time in her life, she couldn’t take another.. Death. Plus, I’m sure there were no serial killers lurking behind one of the old trees it just would be too coincidental. Ms Tubbs loved this clearing in the middle of the forest, she was probably there I thought to myself.
The wind rustled through the trees, emitting a scent of pines. I took a breath of fresh air it made me feel alive. The moon shone brightly on the clearing, my eyes were quickly scanning for a cat, but instead there was a figure?
Oh god, it was a serial killer, my luck is brilliant. I shook my head, as if that was a possibility. But for some reason I didn’t feel fear towards this mysterious stranger, but instead this unhealthy surge of curiosity.
I squatted behind a thick bush hoping that it would conceal my presence. My eyes widened as I examined this mysterious stranger. He was sitting on a large mossy rock , his worn black robe draped gracefully. He took off the hood, I gave an inaudible gasp. Strands of chocolate hair was glistening in the moon light, his face was the epitome of perfection his nose perfectly slanted, his hair framing his strikingly beautiful deep green eyes, they were contemplative as he delicately picked a daisy from the flower bed near his feet. It was wilted; the crisp brown color plagued the flower. His eyes were swirling with emotion, sadness? Frustration? Perhaps regret. It seemed that the whole entire flower bed was dead.
His other hand was holding up a large wooden rod with a curved blade at the top. The handle was a deep wood, the blade engraved with Veritas Inlustrat elegantly carved. It resembled very much of a scythe. I gave a small gasp, it was a scythe I moved my foot closer to get a better look.

Crunch—

He quickly turned to my direction. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, I held my breath. He gave a faint smile and murmured in a low silky voice “if only”.
He suddenly rose from the rock and looked up to the sky, another gust of wind rustled the trees. I looked up to the sky the brilliant moon was now covered with clouds. I felt a raindrop on my face. The rock was empty; I was alone in the bitter night. I arose from my hiding place. My limbs were frozen. I only heard the rustling of the wind and felt the cold rain drops splashing on my face. It started to rain harder. Who was he? He looked so familiar those eyes, so expressive yet so mysterious. The rain was now pouring, I began my quest to find Ms.Tubbs, I finally came to the cabin. Finally I thought to myself shelter.
Thanks so much Rose Elizebeth!! I was aiming for comments on the content itself and story line, i know my grammar/punctuation / spelling is horrible though. But thank you for looking it over

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Answer by Rose_Elizabeth
Hmm… You need to use a lot more punctuation because some of this doesn’t make sense. Also paragraphs would be good to. I’ve done a bit of beta’ing work for Fanfiction so is it okay if I just edit this a bit? If you don’t like the way I’ve changed it then just keep it as it was, I don’t mind. Its okay at the moment, but not good. Here is the “beta’d” version:

x – x – x – x

The clouds peaked between the few gaps of the tall trees. I knew it was getting late, but I had this feeling that Ms. Tubbs the cat was close; I could hear the ringing of the bells on her collar. My conscience was screaming at me for being in the woods, alone, and at night – late night.

I heaved a sigh. I knew how much Ms. Tubbs meant to my mother, and especially at this time in her life, she couldn’t take another – I paused and swallowed – death. Plus, I’m sure there were no serial killers lurking behind one of the old trees. It just would be too coincidental if there were.

{ Ms Tubbs loved this clearing in the middle of the forest, she was probably there I thought to myself } (This line, I’m not sure if you actually need because it’s completely irrelevant to what you’ve just said, and it doesn’t seem to fit in with the paragraph).

The wind rustled through the trees, emitting a scent of pine. I took in a deep breath of fresh air – it made me feel alive. The moon shone brightly on the clearing. My eyes were quickly scanning for the cat, but, instead, they came across another figure. My heart dropped.

Oh god, it was a serial killer! My luck was brilliant. I shook my head. As if that were a possibility. That was when I noticed something. For some reason, I didn’t feel fear towards this mysterious stranger at all. Instead this unhealthy surge of curiosity.

I squatted behind a thick bush, hoping that it would conceal my presence. My eyes widened as I examined this mysterious stranger. He was sitting on a large mossy rock , his worn black robe draped gracefully across his figure. He took off the hood, and I gave an inaudible gasp.

Strands of chocolate hair was glistening in the moon light; his face was the epitome of perfection; his nose perfectly slanted. His hair framed strikingly beautiful deep green eyes; they were contemplative as he delicately picked a daisy from the flower bed near his feet.

It was wilted; the crisp brown colour plagued the flower. As he stared at it, his eyes swirled with emotion. Was it sadness I saw? Or possibly frustration? Perhaps it was regret. Then, I noticed something. It seemed that the whole entire flower bed was dead.

His other hand was holding up a large wooden rod with a curved blade at the top. The handle was a deep wood, the blade, engraved with Veritas Inlustrat, elegantly carved. It resembled very much of a scythe. I gave a small gasp – it was a scythe! I moved closer to get a better look.

Crunch!

He quickly turned to my direction. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, and I held my breath. He gave a faint smile. “If only,” he murmured in a silky voice.

He suddenly rose from the rock and looked up to the sky, another gust of wind rustled the trees. I looked up too, the brilliant moon was now covered with clouds. I felt a raindrop on my face. I quickly looked back towards the man, only to gasp. The rock was empty, and I was now alone in the bitter night. Slowly, I arose from my hiding place.

My limbs were frozen.

I could only hear the rustling of the wind, and the cold rain drops splashing on my face. It was starting to rain harder.

Who was he? I asked myself, staring at the rock. He had looked so familiar. Especially with those eyes; they had been so expressive, yet so mysterious.

The rain was now pouring down, and so I began my quest to find Ms.Tubbs again. I couldn’t find her though. After another hour of searching, I came across a cabin. Finally, I thought to myself, I’ve got shelter.

x – x – x – x

I hope you don’t mind me changing some of your story a bit – it’s exactly the same but different uses of punctuation, varied sentences, and added words here and there.

Rose

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Q&A: What do you think of my poem?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:38:28 +0000

Question by HoldenCaulfield: What do you think of my poem?
This might end up being a song for a band.

A Gift to Give

With all the kids looking for their gifts to give
Beside parents wishing for new lives to live
With all the pale young faces in clouds that smile
Above the inkblots that are scared and hostile
With all the eyes going wild during a dream
Seeing their lost lives they hope to redeem
With all the villains who are filled with regrets
Fighting epic heroes who hope no one forgets
There just has to be a good reason to live
When everything has its own gift to give

With all the angry rebels making their stand
Next to the worried soldiers with guns in hand
With all the joker’s killing from their stages
In front of common kings and queens of all ages
With all the lonely hermits turning the pages
Of books about lovers escaping from cages
With all the bright carousels spinning today
Atop a shiny blue planet on display
Nothing ever hands you a reason to stay
Nothing spoon feeds you a purpose to live by
But even though answers don’t fall from the sky
I know you’ll try to stick around anyway
To find your gift and then give it away

With all the murals of sunny days to show
Behind starving artists with no where to go
With all the wretched farmers with crops to grow
Taking dirty overalls off a scarecrow
With all the astronauts on an odyssey
Embracing the universe in harmony
With all the passengers in glossy new cars
Driving around the sun and staring at stars
There has to be a good reason why we’re here
But no one’s in the driver’s seat you’ll have to steer

From the moment of birth there’s a hidden gift
Of meaning underneath a world you’ll have to lift
In life you’re the hero of your own story
Bravely diving into your world of glory
In death you’ll never get a second chance to live
Just hope there’s still time to find your gift to gve

With all the tired cops who hold back their applause
As they chase magicians who break nature’s laws
With all the blooming prison’s housing the harmless
Far from the gardeners selling seeds in congress
With all the smoke covered stars no one will miss
and giants waiting to explode out of darkness
With all the shinning pinwheels on a windy day
Within a spinning galaxy on display
Nothing ever hands you a reason to stay
Nothing ever whispers meaning in your ear
But even though the world is never clear
I know you’ll try to stick around anyway
To find your gift and then give it away

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Answer by Divya Shreedevika Priyanshi
it is good

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Why doesn’t Israel use Solar Power only for electricity at least during the hot months April – September?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:20:24 +0000

Question by Sam: Why doesn’t Israel use Solar Power only for electricity at least during the hot months April – September?
Since most of Israel is very hot full of sunshine (it never rains between April – September) especially the Negev

All you need for a solar power plant to generate electricity is a lot of mirrors
(mirrors that a central computer rotates throughout the day to reflect the sunlight from the best angle to heat the water tank) to reflect the sunlight onto a huge water tank to heat the water that turns the generator.

all you need for solar electricity is about 100 mirrors Maximum (The Sunshine is FREE)
How expensive can it be
Also they could use natural gas (which Israel recently discovered in Haifa) at night to heat the huge water tank that turns the generator.

http://www.haaretz.com/news/israel-s-largest-ever-reserve-of-natural-gas-discovered-off-haifa-coast-1.268364

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Answer by John
y dont u build the plant for free, then maybe theyll do it!!

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Isn’t the fact that we have garden gnome statues proof positive that gnomes exist?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:10:24 +0000

by septuagesima

Best answer:

Answer by Ed
The image comes from the imagination of the Swiss alchemist, Paracelsus

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how do i build a portable solar panels & batteries power supply for a travel trailer?

Guest — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:02:29 +0000

Question by justwanttoknow: how do i build a portable solar panels & batteries power supply for a travel trailer?

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Answer by alpha
Site 1 – Solarex’s “Lite” modules are a lightweight yet rugged range of photovoltaic panels designed to be slimline so that they are simple to install on flat surfaces and are semi-flexible to allow for a gentle curvature of a coach roof as on caravans and boats.

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