Well, having finished the kitchen JUST in time to start on the yard, I'm longing for longer days, and not deterred by such soggy things as rain. Green things are sprouting up all over, buried beneath several seasons of overgrowth. Every time I walk out there, I have flashbacks to The Secret Garden...and can easily pretend I am Mary uncovering the Earth's glory. I've always wanted a garden of pathways winding through a jungle of flowers. I found one. Now, I just have to finish excavating it! I've counted at least 13 hydrangea bushes, too many rose bushes to count (blech -- I don't care much for roses) and Iwa' greatly pruned several of the butterfly bushes -- which, really, as pretty as they can be, are sometimes more like a noxious weed.
Plus, the stream is burbling in "the back 40", begging to be cleaned and adorned with bridges, benches, and secret eddy observation points.
Chance and I purchased many packets of seeds a few weeks ago to grow corn, pumpkins, tomotoes, lettuce, peas, broccoli, etc. Alas, I am at a loss as to where to plant them!? There are mounds of sprouting bulbs over nearly every inch of the yard. Hmmm. What to do? I really want to grow our own food...
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