Monday, February 20
President’s Day is one of those holidays that often goes unnoticed, except for all of the sales ads one might see in newspapers and on TV.
At my company, President’s Day is a floating holiday. What that means is that I can either take today off, or I can ‘save’ the day to boost my available vacation days when I really need it. I’ve opted to do the latter and plan to use my ‘free’ day when we go on our spring trip with the Phaeton.
Even though I am working — I have a big project on my plate — I do want to recognize this holiday. In some ways, President’s Day is intended to honor all US presidents (let’s not get into politics here), but in particular, George Washington and Abraham Lincoln — one the father of our country; the other the man who reshaped our country.

Notes:
- The background image is a screenshot from Madame Tussaud’s President’s Gallery website; the images of Lincoln and Washington are from the public domain.
- I created the collage with PhotoTangler, an app Kate mentioned in her blog this morning — thanks for the tip, Kate. I downloaded the Mac app for the grand price of $1.99; there is a Windows/PC version as well.
- The special effects are compliments of Picasa; the final processing was done in Lightroom.
- And lest you think it took a lot of effort to create this collage; it didn’t. Finding the photos was the most time consuming part; the rest was a piece of cake.










I hope the peach orchards of the Hill Country made it through the night, too – although we’d hate to lose our tomatoes, we aren’t depending on them as a crop – and we are not expecting crowds of people driving to our house to buy our produce. Fredericksburg’s peaches are not only a crop, but a reason for people to visit Central Texas, enjoying restaurants, shops, Wildseed Farms, an herb farm and the Nimitz museum of the War in the Pacific, a thought-provoking place which juxtaposes weapons of world war two with a Japanese Garden of Peace. 
Here are Ellen’s iris once again, still blooming and with more buds in reserve. Ellen handed me the sack of iris divisions in mid-March .., when this iris bed was still in the planning stages. The Divas had already planted the three spiraea, but I was still clearing and digging the ground around them. The iris corms sat in a paper bag on the garage floor for weeks, then took off once their roots hit the soil. I was amazed that these iris bloomed so well just one year after transplanting, and even more amazed at the high bud count of this passalong iris.
The iris are planted in the side garden, fairly close to the sidewalk, in a sort of Bat-shaped bed, honoring Austin’s famous free-tail Bat colony. The three shrubs of spiraea are just finishing their bloom cycle. Until this spring, there has been little in our front yard to slow down anyone who is passing by on foot or bicycle, but this display of purple makes the moms and kids stop.
They instinctively lean in to see if the iris smell good, and this variety does have a light, but very pleasant fragrance.
A few weeks ago Austex called to say the stump-grinder was fixed, and I watched this powerful tool in action, cutting through the enormous footprint left by the tree, churning the bits of wood together with the surrounding black clay. Since I really wanted the chips and dirt, I asked the workmen to leave the debris… they were kind enough to shovel some into sacks so I could use it for another project, leaving most of the wood/soil mixture mounded in place. For now, we’re just letting it settle and start to decompose.
