I made a new butterfly garden on the boulevard. I planted a bunch more seeds. I went and got a whole vanload full of wood chips. I put some seeds in little starter things so I can transplant them later in the season. I tried to clean off the sidewalks as best I could-- but they are still pretty muddy.
Saturday it rained all day so I mostly did nothing but read. Sunday it didn't rain all day so mostly I lugged things around the yard and engaged in extreme gardening, a full-contact sport. I have bruises on my arms and permanently muddy toes and mosquito bites EVERYWHERE. I am afraid that i will be terribly disappointed if I don't get any vegetables from my garden. Feeling disconnected and floaty. Empty and weird. Did send spouse to pick up my prescription. And took it finally on Sunday night. Not quite a full week off the meds. I apologize. I should know better. Even if I don't think I noticed a difference, it is just not okay to be so lackadaisical about this. Daily COnvexions: time outside aerobic gardening time with family Grateful Crap: rain following planting Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |