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2016 Mets Spring Training – Day 3

Posted on February 28, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Baseball, Family .

Quick one today.

Made it to the field by 6:00 and while we greeted almost all of the players, no autographs. Still don’t regret it one bit.

And this may have something to do with it.

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A gorgeous day for baseball.

And a gorgeous bagel I might add.

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DeGrom and Syndergaard acting like 2 year olds and clearly not listening to a very important message.

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Batting practice coordination at its best.

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Guest instructor Mike Piazza.

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Autograph insanity was the theme of this trip.

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Even the greatest strategy in the world couldn’t make up for it.

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Jamie battled on though.

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Kevin Plawecki with the good guy award for the day.

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After three days, insanity kicked in.

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But damn if we didn’t have a good time.

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I could have watched for another week.

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On to Disney.

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2016 Mets Spring Training – Day 2

Posted on February 27, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Baseball, Family .

Up at 5:45. We are not good with 4 of us sleeping in the same room. Another rough night of sleep.

In the car by 6:10. Why the hell are we doing this?

At the stadium by 6:20. Oh yeah, this is why.

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Hot damn I love baseball.

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While we were the first fans to  arrive, a lot of the players were already there. Which means we have no choice but to get there even earlier tomorrow. Don’t challenge us.

Even though we witnessed so many players arriving, only one stopped over to sign for my son. And that was the “Big Sexy” himself, Bartolo Colon. He allegedly never signs for fans so we considered it a big win.

By the time the gate opened for practice, we had already been there for over three hours. The feet burned from all of the standing around but who’s complaining, this is a good time.

The players soon arrived on the field and began their stretching and warm-up routine and I focused solely on Matt Harvey, Jacob DeGrom and Steven Matz.

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They literally laughed through the entire thing and gave it around 57% effort. Nice way to make a living if you can get it.

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Like I said, a very serious atmosphere.

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Once the 15 minute stretching ended, the players left the field and we all gave them a hero’s welcome.

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We spent the next hour or so jumping from field to field watching the pitchers only as we all know they are the stars of this team. There were a lot of fist bumps and high fives and I’m pretty sure we’re now allowed to say “us” rather than the “Mets.”

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Have I mentioned how much I love these pitchers?

mets - thor hitting  mets - matz hittingAs practice started to wind down around 11:15 or so (yes, you read that right, less than 2 hours of practice, my kids work harder in gym each day at school) we headed to the “autograph spot”.

Jacob DeGrom and Matt Harvey walked over to the relatively small crowd ready to sign.

mets - harveyAnd we got neither of them.

Jacob seems a bit shy and eager to run and Matt, well he makes sure the photo opp is there and then bolts. I find myself more and more down on Mr. Harvey each passing day. If David Wright can sign for 20 minutes or more at a time, so can you big shot. Trade him to the Yankees now and get it over with.

While my son was temporarily disappointed, he quickly had that smile back on his face when Yoenis Cespedes picked he and his sister out of the crowd and signed for them both. He is a good dude with the kids and I’ll never forget that. I was so excited that I forgot to snap a picture.

Soon after, Wilmer Flores stopped by and not only signed for a long time, but interacted with the fans in a fun way which reminded us all as to why he has become a fan favorite.

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Yes, that is my son anxiously looking for the next victim signer. I will now remind him to appreciate the moment more.

Done.

But by far the “most patient and willing to sign for all” player was uber-prospect and former 1st round pick Michael Conforto.

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He literally signed until no one was left. Beyond impressive.

And me thinks my wife has a crush on him. Jerk.

One last thing and a really killer one at that.

My daughter was picked to be interviewed by the Mets TV channel – SNY – where she will be featured with other kids throughout the year on the show “Kid’s Clubhouse”. What a natural she was. Comfortable in front of the camera like she had done it many times before.

mets - jamie sny

Get those DVR’s ready people.

One more day to go in Met Town before we turn our attention towards Disney.

Mets - all of us

Who would have guessed that Disney World would be a welcome sight for rest?

The alarm is set for 5:35 tomorrow …

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2016 Mets Spring Training – Day 1

Posted on February 26, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Baseball, Family .

Up at 5:55. Horrific night’s sleep.

Breakfast at 6:50. Need to fuel up for the long day ahead. Give me plenty of those funny textured eggs.

Leave the hotel at 7:10. 58 degrees never felt better.

Arrive at the stadium at 7:15. I could live and work down here.

About 15 others are there already. Within 2 minutes I despise 80% of them. They are all “dealers” seeking autographs and are clearly not Mets fans. We enjoy giving them dirty looks throughout the day.

We watched about half of the team arrive for the first full day of camp in ridiculously expensive cars. What a way to make a living. No autographs but fun to get immersed in this world of spring baseball.

By 9:30 the gates open and we are ready to go.

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Within minutes, the players are out on the field ready to stretch and warm up.

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Yeah, that is the “Captain” David Wright leading the way.

A quick team meeting and then the players scattered among the 5-10 different fields.

2016 Mets Spring Training

Before they arrive, I try to get as many equipment photos as I can.

2016 Mets Spring Training

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A thing of beauty.

Manager Terry Collins runs between fields, tending to his troops.

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I spend a good deal of time trying to get candid shots of the players.

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Mets - Ces

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Mets - Reed

mets - walker

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As practice drew to a close, some of the players started to sign autographs and it was absolute friggin chaos.

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My kids are buried somewhere in that crowd and while my daughter scored big time with a David Wright signed ball.

mets - wright ball

My son was nearly trampled to death while trying to get a Yoenis Cespedes autograph. He was knocked to the ground by grown men acting like immature 10 year olds. It was an insane scene and completely different from the more laid back atmosphere we experienced last spring. Guess that’s what happens when you go to the World Series.

Mets - Robles

After recovering from the onslaught of overzealous fans, we headed out of the facility with one last stop at the media gate to see if we could hunt down a player or ten.

Mets - Jack media gate

Tomorrow we are getting up at 5:45 with plans to be at the stadium by 6:30. Either a brilliant or asinine move. The goal is to see every player arrive and stalk welcome them.

I’m exhausted but excited already.

Some other tidbits from the day:

  • I am badly sunburned and my face looks like a raccoon. What is this sunscreen you speak of?
  • We admittedly allowed Ruben Tejada to pull out in front of us when leaving, and subsequently chased his car down for an autograph.
  • We saw Wally Backman at lunch after practice and knew to stay the hell away based on his negative body language.
  • Shopping at Walmart in Port St Lucie is remarkably the same as shopping at WalMart in New Jersey.
  • Never underestimate the beauty of a hotel pool for children.
  • Always overestimate the fun time spent at a chain restaurant on a Friday night.

Until tomorrow.

 

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Vacation Day 1 – Travel Day

Posted on February 25, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Family .

We are in Florida for the next 6 days – 3 days at Mets Spring Training in Port St Lucie and then 3 days at Disney World. I’m hoping to write a post at the end of each day, loaded with kick butt photos and all that we accomplished that day.

Right now the four of us are slowly decompressing in our hotel room after a long day of travel, laughing uncontrollably at the Republican debate. Even my 10 year old daughter understands the joke that is our presidential candidates. We’re exhausted but cannot take our eyes off of this train wreck.

We are also desperately missing our 4 month old puppy and her endless supply of puppy kisses. Luckily she is in great hands with the family that is house watching for us so we’ll make it through OK.

We plan on waking up at 6:00 AM tomorrow in order to make it to Tradition Field before the Mets players arrive for their first full team workout. My son aggressively seeking autographs and me acting like the team photographer. Fun times.

One quick story before I go to bed.

We flew out of Trenton, NJ this afternoon and upon entering the plane, the stewardess excitedly greeted me after seeing my New York Rangers hoodie. She had her hand up for the high five and I had no choice but to oblige. I had to put down both of the bags I was holding and held up the line behind me. I realized that I had to use my left hand to complete the deal based on the way I was standing. On top of that, I was a good foot taller than this woman. To say that I gave an all time awkward high five is an understatement. It was a left handed downward slap that missed the mark.

I’m still embarrassed and trying to get over it.

Good night.

 

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Allium Drumsticks (Ornamental Onion)

Posted on February 23, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Bulbs .

I may have been late to the Allium party, but I am definitely making up for lost time. Over the past 3 years, I’ve added at least 6 new Allium (ornamental onion) species/cultivars/varieties to my garden. The deer never touch them and they add a sweet pop of color throughout the spring and summer months. For today’s purposes, let’s chat a bit about Allium Drumsticks.

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I added this bulb in fall of 2014 and within one year it is already kicking some major ass. I planted a lot of 15 of these in close proximity to each other and could not have been more thrilled with the results.

Starting in early summer, Allium Drumsticks buds started to transform from a green to a reddish purple color.

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As the first wave of blooms on the bee balm (in the background) started to fade, Allium Drumsticks took over as seen below.

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And the bees waste no time locating the blooms.

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Within a week or two, they were in full egg-like bloom.

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I’d estimate the blooms stayed at peak form for two weeks before the inevitable fade.

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Together with the spent bee balm buds, they formed the ultimate in the late summer fading garden, which I still enjoy.

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Some more Allium Drumsticks info:

  • Prefers full sun
  • Viable in zones 4A – 10B
  • 1 to 3 feet in height
  • Blooms in mid-summer
  • Deer resistant
  • Best planted in the fall like most spring/summer bulbs
  • Best planted in drifts for the greatest garden impact
  • Naturalizes freely (will see if that is so with my conditions)
  • A great “peek through” plant (see bee balm combo above)
  • Susceptible to rotting in wet conditions

Because of that last note, I decided to craft this post sooner rather than later since there is a good chance my bulbs will have rotted come summer.

Fingers crossed.

 

 

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The end of an era

Posted on February 21, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Baseball, Family .

I am writing this post on Saturday morning as I sit outside, a balmy 57 degrees, and watch my daughter’s softball fielding practice. People are looking at me strangely as I type and they chat nonsensically among themselves. I am not in a social frame of mind today so the laptop is a great crutch.

He must be doing important work so let’s leave him alone.

I am at Diamond Nation, an impressive baseball/softball facility where there are 3 softball practices and 3 men’s college baseball games going on at the same time. As interesting as a 3rd/4th grade softball practice can be, I’ve walked around quite a bit, watching the baseball games and allowing my mind to wander.

More on that in a moment.

** Quick warning – this post will include time travel so please read in small chunks in order to fully comprehend it. **

This weekend was more than likely the last basketball game my son will have ever played. He is in 8th grade and isn’t looking to continue playing when he enters high school next year. I’ve coached him this year for the first (and last) time and I am so thankful that I had the opportunity to do so. It’s been fun to run along side him in practice, shove each other while scrimmaging and get in a little trash talk along the way.

When I originally started writing this post, I envisioned exploring how sad it felt to see the end of my son’s basketball career. But now it is Sunday afternoon (FYI, first jump in time), I’m at another softball practice (batting practice this time) and turns out the final basketball game was in fact not all that sad. The sadness morphed into more of a melancholy feeling and a look towards the future.

Up until 5 seconds remained in today’s game, Jack had yet to score in a game this season. Dude has a killer jump shot but just hasn’t had any luck this year. But yes, I shit you not, he scored the last basket of the game today. While it had no outcome on the game itself, it couldn’t have been more appropriate and the perfect ending to his 8 year basketball career. Jack hasn’t scored much over the years, but he knows the game better than anyone and that bodes well for his future. After the shot went in, we looked at each other across the court, smiled (me with a slight tear) and without saying a word, knew we were OK with the end of this era.

Baseball season will start in a few weeks and this could potentially be Jack’s last season with that as well. Baseball is his true love and we’ve all thoroughly enjoyed trekking out to all of his games over the past eight years. I still remember the first time he pitched in a game and how terrifying and exciting it was. I remember tears after losses. I remember catching him in the driveway after the snow had cleared. I remember throwing “high pops” off of the deck and into the backyard. It’s cliche, I know, but where the hell did the time go?

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Just like with basketball, Jack most likely won’t play in high school next year and again, we’re all OK with that.

Back to Saturday morning’s softball practice. Fun, right?

As I watched these college kids play baseball, completely cognizant of the fact that they were of an age where they could be my son, I felt two different and distinct emotions:

Jealousy – these kids are at their physical peak doing something they love. Bastards. Even though each had a .01% of making it to the major leagues, the possibility was still there. Not to mention, they have their professional life still ahead of them as well, with endless options. I’m struggling with where I am professionally right now and would kill to go back and take some chances. They’re still young enough to mess up and recover, multiple times.

A quick selfish aside – I was let’s say, an above average basketball player while in high school. I was a smart player with decent size and a solid jump shot. Athletically, I was 6 foot 3 inches tall but skinny as a bone. I can remember my father pushing me to work out more and add more muscle. I never heeded his advice and to this day, still wonder what could have been if I worked harder and dedicated myself more. It still burns me inside. That little bit of backstory hopefully helps explain my aforementioned jealousy.

Excitement – I just love being around baseball. The sound of the pop in the glove. The sound of bat on ball. The routine of warming up and stretching. Don’t laugh at me, but baseball is sport and art. I truly believe that. The family is going to New York Mets spring training next week and my photos will further cement the idea of baseball as art.

But what really excited me as I watched these youngsters play, was the knowledge that my son will some day be involved with the sport (and other sports like basketball) in some capacity; be it as broadcaster, as writer or as reporter, this will be his world.

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For years now he has known his future profession and I know he will dominate when the time comes. I just hope he invites me to hang around with him on the job once in a while.

So while the sports playing may soon be coming to an end, a new era is arriving. I look forward to stories he writes for the school newspaper. I look forward to hearing him announce games. I look forward to watching him develop into the man I know he will be. A super compassionate, quietly funny and ridiculously knowledgeable dude.

Will I miss the little league games and catches after dinner? Sure I will. But I now see that all of that has led to where we are today.

And I’m pumped to see what is next.

Hummingbird Moth

Posted on February 17, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Critters .

My absolute favorite time of the year in the garden is the beginning of summer when it is hot, the days are long and flowers are in full bloom everywhere. I like it hot. Like a lot hot. During that same time, my garden is inundated with a certain creature who happily flies from flower to flower in search of the almighty nectar. And her name is hummingbird moth.

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Hummingbird moth and milkweed

Upon first glance, this moth looks and moves just like a hummingbird but upon closer inspection, it is clearly a damn handsome moth. The species that visits my garden year after year is Hemaris thysbe, also known as the hummingbird clearwing. Some facts about this hummingbird moth:

  • They hover in the air and unfurl their long tongue to sip nectar just like the hummingbird.
  • They are typically an olive and burgundy color.
  • They range from Alaska to Oregon in the west and Maine to Florida in the east. They are most commonly found in the east, typically in your standard suburban garden.
  • The caterpillars feeds off a number of different plants including Honeysuckle and Hawthorn, both of which are located on my property (who knew?)
  • They then burrow into the soil to overwinter.
  • The moth emerges in late spring with red scales which it loses upon its first flight. The wings are then transparent, hence the name “clearwing”.
  • They are most commonly seen during the heat of day in summer and most often witnessed sipping the nectar of the Bee Balm plant.
  • They lay their eggs on the underside of leaves and those eggs hatch within a week or so.

While they can be difficult to photograph due to their constant motion, I am up for the challenge each summer and enjoy spending hours following them around like an infant chasing a balloon.

Here is a hummingbird moth enjoying my phlox.

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Hummingbird moth and Phlox

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Hummingbird moth and phlox

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Hummingbird moth and phlox

And as mentioned previously, two of them devouring the nectar of their favorite flower, Monarda (Bee Balm).

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Hummingbird moth and Bee Balm

Summer cannot come soon enough.

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To hug or not to hug

Posted on February 16, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Comedy, Family .

This post may make future functions with friends and family incredibly awkward or it may resolve a decades long unspoken issue between many of us. My gut tells me it is the latter, so I’m willing to push on, all in the name of improved familial relations.

The truth is, steps were taken this past Saturday night to address something that has stressed me out for decades – the process of greeting and saying goodbye to friends and family. I know, you all go about it without a care in the world, a mere afterthought, but I’m just not that fortunate. If someone had created and distributed the rules when I was younger, I’d be fine. Simply follow the rule book and move on. But as far as I can tell, that set of rules was never created and that is a shame. I could have enjoyed life a whole lot more up until this point.

Back to Saturday night.

We were enjoying a hearty wintry meal with extended family, impeccably prepared by my better half, with the six of us (all sans children) seated around our dining room table. The wine was flowing as was the conversation. A lot of laughs were had and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to broach a lighthearted yet vital topic.

“Hey guys, on a scale of 1-10, how comfortable are all of you with greeting each other, friends and other members of your family?”  

Crickets chirped.

Silence.

Shit, I ruined a fun and carefree moment.

But I waited it out. I was all in now.

“Are you kidding, I never kiss HIM hello.” Yes!

“We see each other so often, there is no need for a physical embrace.” Amen sister!

“That dude goes right in for the kiss every time and I barely know him.” You’re preaching to the choir!

Nice, let’s get into it.

I am not an overly touchy feely type guy. No deep seated psychological issues and no parent to blame either. I am not anti affection, just overly sensitive to how others perceive my affection. I don’t want to ever do it wrong. I respect others’ personal space and hold it sacred as well. I also know that from time to time my breath can be somewhat questionable (TMI, I know, but I drink a lot of coffee). If I had to sum it up, it’s not that I don’t feel warmth from a hug or genuinely enjoy seeing someone who I haven’t seen in a while, I just struggle with the formality of the initial embrace.

In order to deal with this silly yet very real hang-up, I have created a robust, albeit imaginary, spreadsheet in my head that outlines the greeting tendencies of various friends and family members. I access it daily in order to best prepare for the inevitable greetings. This one is a “hugger”, that one is a “fist bumper”, that one practically wants to make out and that one finds an excuse to walk away at the right moment. With that important info in tow, I can navigate the sitch.

What made our Saturday night dinner discussion so enjoyable, beyond the beef tenderloin and popovers, was that I learned that I wasn’t alone. My sister-in-law and cousin-in-law paddled in the same boat as me. They clearly had analyzed personal embraces as much as I had. I wasn’t so strange after all.

The more wine that was poured and the more we chatted about bear hugs and high fives, the more we collectively realized that people could easily be placed into categories. Categories of how they said hello and goodbye. The extremes of physical touch and last second head turns.

Luckily for you, I’m here today to provide you with these specific categories. It is a great reference for those of you who struggle with social interactions. Feel free to bookmark it for future reference.

THE ALL-IN PERSON

You know who I am talking about. The individual who goes all in aggressively regardless of your relationship to them. A massive hug, a kiss on the lips and maybe even a face squeeze. I actually find these people to be easy to deal with. I simply sit back, let them do their thing and survive it. I don’t have to worry about my actions because they are oblivious to what I am doing.

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THE BRO-HUG

These dudes scare me. Aggressively male and the hug usually follows with an unnecessary punch to the arm. The biggest question is whether or not there is a slap or two on the back after the hug. I usually let the aggressor make that call and I try to quickly return the slap(s).

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THE BRO-HUG LITE

The most terrifying embrace by far. It requires one to recognize that a “lite” hug is coming and not the full-on version. Any mix of the two becomes unbearably awkward. Even if it is properly identified ahead of time, it is still difficult to pull off. One must rotate about 45 degrees and the other must remain with both shoulders facing their counterpart. The head tilt down is optional. And both parties must remain stoic throughout the embrace, with no words spoken. Terrifying.

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STANDARD HUG

This one seems easy at the surface, but it is anything but that. First decision, are you going in with your head tilted to the left or to the right? I prefer the left and decided a long time ago to stick with that in all circumstances. Second decision, how long is the hug? A quick 1 second or do you linger longer? I think of it as a formula where you have to factor in how close you are to your fellow hugger and how long has it been since you’ve seen them. There is also a height differential issue that comes into play. I’m 6 foot 3 and have to contend with this often. The last thing you want to do is rest the chin on the head because you cannot pull that off and not look creepy.

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STANDARD HUG WITH A CHEEK KISS

Oh lord I hate this one. I hate it when I know it is coming because I turn my cheek in anticipation and that looks weak. I hate when I am caught off guard and had assumed it was just the standard hug. It sends the message that my counterpart was not worthy of the standard hug with a cheek kiss. There is also a decision to be made post cheek kiss. Do you time it so the kiss and hug occur at the same time, or do you allow yourself to be kissed and then go in for the hug. And similar to the “standard hug”, how long does one linger with the hug. And for future reference, I am never the “kisser”, unless it is my wife or kids.

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THE HANDSHAKE

Relatively easy one between two dudes. One challenge is to up the other in terms of the handshake firmness. I like to win that one but some times the other dude is just built like an ox and it is hopeless. The other challenge is to determine if your partner may be a germaphobe and may not want to shake at all.

Where it gets really awkward is with the opposite sex. Is a handshake a bit disrespectful to a woman? Should it really be? What justifies the jump to a hug? Is it easier to just wave “hello”? Is it possible to pull that off without looking like a tool? I’m exhausted.

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THE DEAD FISH HANDSHAKE

The biggest challenge with this one is to not immediately react to the corpse like hand and to some how garner respect for that same individual.

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THE FIST BUMP

I guess this is the alternative to the handshake but I never include it in my arsenal. I think it is now officially a thing of the past. So 2010.

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THE NO CONTACT PERSON

This is the one who establishes early on that you will not be making any physical contact with them. Easy to deal with when someone has already been identified as a “no contact person”, a simple “Hi” is all that is needed. Where it gets tricky is when you do not know for sure. It may be someone you met once before and didn’t get a chance to determine how they embrace. Or someone you’ve come to know better over time and when you see them it would make sense to now hug. Or someone who comfortably greets someone of the same sex but has different rules for the opposite sex. Even more of a reason for the mental spreadsheet.

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Look for an upcoming post where I’ll address the rules of workplace interactions including the holding of a door and how to navigate the men’s room.

You’re welcome.

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Bluestone Perennials order

Posted on February 9, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Plant shopping .

After much thought and in depth analysis, I finally settled on the six plants to include in my annual Bluestone Perennials order. Check that, it is my semi-annual order, one for spring and one for fall.

This is a very deliberate process. I use the Bluestone Perennials “Plant Finder” and immediately filter their full plant list to match my conditions:

Wet Site Tolerant

Clay

Full Sun

Deer Resistant

Once that is done and the list has been significantly cut down, I go through each plant one by one in order to cut the list down even further. Some are easy to immediately eliminate; those I already have, those I know I’ve killed in the past and those that don’t pass the eye test.

With the list that now remains, I do some cursory research on those plants I am not all that familiar with and if I think the plant is a viable option, it gets added to the shopping cart. From there I know which remaining plants are on the wish list and they get added to the cart as well.

When that process is completed, we review the cart and start to compare plants against each other with the goal of not exceeding the predetermined $100 budget. Sort of my own version of a plant shopping reality show.

“Honey, I really love that new Aster but that pushes us over our budget.”

“I know. And we can’t forget to factor the kids in here. How will they feel about living with that Aster?”

“Screw them, they won’t even know it exists. They never even set foot out in the garden.”

“Good point. Let’s take a risk and do it. I love you.”

(A great big hug follows and then collective smiles as we both click the “submit” button together).

After the list has been finalized within the shopping cart, I excitedly hit “submit” and immediately add all of the plants to my master plant spreadsheet. I also then start to map out where the plants will be located in the spring.

One hell of a good time.

So without further ado, here are the 6 different plants I ordered from Bluestone Perennials. If you click the photo for each, it will take you to the plant description on the Bluestone Perennials website.

You’re welcome.

RUDBECKIA ‘INDIAN SUMMER’ 

Bluestone Perennials

  • Love it for the height 3-4′
  • Love it for the larger flowerheads
  • I’ve grown the annual Rudbeckia and it still reseeds ten years later. A little bit worried about it being invasive.

 

 

 

 

 

ASTER ‘BLUEBIRD’

Bluestone Perennials

  • Another tall plant – 4′
  • Not really deer resistant but I don’t care. I’ll hide it well.
  • Will definitely be added among some ornamental grasses.

 

 

 

 

 

LOBELIA ‘BLACK TRUFFLE’

Bluestone Perennials

  • Had me at those black stems
  • Tall 3-4′ (sensing a theme here)
  • A no-brainer for those of us with soggy soil

 

 

 

 

 

 

CEPHALANTHUS ‘SUGAR SHACK’

Bluestone Perennials

  • A smaller Buttonbush. Why the hell not?
  • “Loves a boggy wet spot”
  • Multi season interest with blooms, berries and ever changing foliage color

 

 

 

 

 

 

PENNISETUM ‘FOXTROT’

Bluestone Perennials

  • An ornamental grass I don’t have. Some times that is enough.
  • Already imagining the breezes with this one.
  • Another Kurt Bluemel creation, say no more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

CALAMAGROSTIS BRACHYTRICA

Bluestone Perennials

  • I think I tried this one before and somewhere it got lost in the shuffle.
  • I like grasses, like a lot
  • Those blooms are killer

 

 

 

There you have it. What do you think? Solid choices? Do you want to ruin my bliss with any negative feedback?

Have at it.

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Miscanthus Gracillimus

Posted on February 6, 2016 by jmarkowski Posted in Ornamental grass .

This is an update to the original Miscanthus Gracillimus post from 5 years ago. I’ve learned and experienced quite a bit more since then and honestly, the photos are a hell of a lot better.

Miscanthus Gracillimus made it on to my top ten ornamental grasses post and has for me personally, remained the most upright Miscanthus residing in my garden today.

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Before I share some additional photos and my experience with Miscanthus Gracillimus, here is some information to whet your ornamental grass whistle:

    • Like all Miscanthus, it is a warm season grass, so the new foliage doesn’t begin to grow until temps warm up in the spring.

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  • Gets 6 to 7 feet tall and about 3 to 4 feet wide
  • Survives in zones 5-10
  • Prefers full sun to bright shade
  • Blooms late September until frost; blooms are a reddish bronze
  • Deer resistant
  • Great as a specimen, background or massed into a hedge
  • Stays upright all winter extending it’s architectural interest for three full seasons
  • Can be divided in spring before new growth emerges
  • It is one of the oldest cultivars of Miscanthus but is still popular today

Some of my photos:

While rounding into shape in summer, it works beautifully as a background/specimen.

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In full bloom in September.

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Fall color emerging in late October. Great complement to all of the red hues.

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And the standard brown/buff in November. This Miscanthus stands at attention all winter even under the most extreme conditions.

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An example of its versatility. Here she is in summer, quietly hanging out in the background, minding her business.

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And then in fall, she displays fantastic color and completes one of my favorite vignettes in my garden.

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Having said all that, I have a dirty little secret. My Miscanthus Gracillimus looked great in bloom this past year.

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But a peak behind the curtain tells a different story.

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Only about half of the grass emerged from the cut back stems this year and my gardening prowess tells me it is time to divide it. It will be a hell of a job but I’m determined to pull it off. I’m thinking this one grass will become three smaller versions in spring. My hands may fall off or I might throw my back out, but it will be worth it in the end; for my garden’s sake and for great blog fodder.

 

 

 

 

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