Monday, April 14, 2014
Winter was tough on my garden.
Perennials have become non-perennials, and their demise left some divots in my flower beds.
No problem. I’ll just buy some dirt to level things out.
Dirt? There’s no such thing as dirt any more, at least not in garden centers.
They have topsoil, potting soil, garden soil, vegetable garden soil, garden soil for raised beds, and mushroom soil.
They recommend testing the soil, amending the soil, preparing the soil. Mixing in compost and manure to add nutrients. Mixing in perlite, vermiculite, and peat moss to aerate the soil and retain moisture.
If I did all that, I’d be taking much better care of my soil than I do myself.
What ever happened to just plain dirt?
It has to be around. I see it all the time. Under my fingernails. In the corners of my house. On the floor of my car -- and my garage. I hear the whine of dirt bikes on nearby trails. I’ve even made a dirt dessert out of crushed Oreo cookies.
I guess dirt has gone all upscale. Bought into branding. Trying to differentiate itself in the market.
Good for dirt. Sorry, I mean SOIL®.
But back to my garden. I dug around, found some old dirt, spread it out, and now everything is ready for planting. I’m not even going to bother with nutrients or mulch or other fancy schmancy soil amendments.
There are so many colorful, interesting flowers at the farm market, I'll just buy replacements for those that don't thrive at my place.
Now that winter's finally over I can get outside and keep up with the garden. It's a dirty job, and that's half the fun.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Depending on the client, or the story I’m writing, my search terms can range from medical ailments and computer scams to art projects and fast food. While on the phone with aging relations, I have searched for senior services, HurryCanes, and devices to make everyday living easier.
The downside of my wide-ranging searches? Cookies. Dozens and dozens of tracking cookies deposited on my computer daily. The outcome is visible and immediate, with age-inappropriate, totally off-target, and often gross ads popping up on webpages. Even with ad blockers engaged.
Thankfully, I don’t need diapers, either for babies or the elderly. I’m not in the market for online dating, reverse mortgages, or satellite TV. And while I have no affinity for belly fat, I’m not interested in finding the secret cure. For awhile I was opening new pages with hesitation, ready to shield my eyes from goopy fried-egg ads for skin care or unappetizing photos of the latest miracle foods. Then I got tough.
I searched for ways to block tracking cookies and followed all the tips. That slowed the deluge, but didn’t stop it. I began to selectively delete cookies from my browsers. While that had incremental value, it was a bothersome task.
The technology used by ad re-targeting campaigns is just too good (which means it’s too bad for me). Re-targeting is billed as “a second chance to engage visitors with ads” after they’ve left a site. Me? I don’t need re-targeting. If I want to buy something, I know how to get back to the source; bombarding me with ads on other sites is just annoying…and creepy.
The best progress I’ve made on my cookie diet is using the DuckDuckGo search engine, which allows you to search anonymously.
The site also links to:
- DontTrack.us, which is a worthwhile (and scary) read about the extensive trail of cookie crumbs that result from Google searches – and the implications
- Fixtracking.com, a resource for tools to stop getting tracked in your browser
- DontBubble.us, a tool to escape the filter bubble and see a broader range of search results
- WhatisDNT.com, an explanation about the flaws of a browser’s Do Not Track setting
With real cookies, I'm a clean plate girl. With tracking cookies, I'm more of a clean slate girl.
I want every day on the Internet to be a brand new adventure.