Monday, April 21, 2014

It's garden season

"Plant a garden" is perpetually on my to-do list.  I've done a tiny bit here and there, but never gotten a legitimate amount of food as a result.  For example, here's my strawberry harvest of 2012:
Not even kidding.

Ten days ago I bought some veggie plants as a birthday gift to myself.  (That sentence right there just cemented my middle-aged lady status, didn't it?)  My garden spot was a barren wasteland, but I reclaimed some of it after hours of chopping at the packed dirt with a heavy pickaxe.  Incidentally, while I'm glad it's not my day job, chopping with a pickaxe is quite therapeutic and rewarding.  Anyway, this morning I got the last couple plants into the ground, and I'm feeling hopeful that there is at least one batch of bruschetta in this garden's future.

For a long time, I've wanted a path from the back porch to the garden, so that I don't have to worry about accidentally stepping in a dog pile.  I finally just started hauling stones around and arranged them into a rough path.  Nobody's going to be pinning it to their Pinterest boards, but it works for now.

Done is better than perfect.
Done is better than perfect.
Done is better...

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