Gardening

I have such a sweet wife! She’s build­ing a pot­ting cen­ter for me, with stor­age and all!

She also dug insane amounts of turf and Geor­gia red clay up this evening, prepar­ing to plant ros­es. There are some aza­leas in the ground out front now, too.

We have a neigh­bor who is very hap­py to have the sod, and who will be till­ing for us again this year.

With being sick and all, the win­ter gar­den was bad­ly neglect­ed. Sur­pris­ing­ly, we’ve got some good Brus­sel sprouts, cab­bage, and greens. There’s a lit­tle laven­der, but it looks extreme­ly wimpy so we’ll be plant­i­ng more of it.

The sur­viv­ing plants are all in the front sec­tions, where some of them were shield­ed by glass win­dows left behind the stor­age shed by the pre­vi­ous own­ers of the prop­er­ty. I imag­ine we’ll be doing more of that sort of thing this com­ing winter.

There were straw­ber­ries in that box we received today, but they’re ter­ri­bly unhap­py. We’ll try to get them plant­ed tomor­row and see if they make it. The pack­ing slip says the kitchen mix was in there, but it isn’t. Pout.

We’re talk­ing about extend­ing the gar­den a bit, one more row to the side. With all the flow­ers we bought, we’ll need the space. Some stuff—including the potatoes—will be plant­ed in the front. Might as well use all of the yards, and we’re cer­tain­ly not going to put effort into rais­ing grass.

We’re con­sid­er­ing doing some raised beds, as well, which I’d real­ly appre­ci­ate. One of my hips declined to coop­er­ate this after­noon, send­ing me down in a heap—mostly on the bed, thank good­ness. I’m walk­ing with the stick again for now.

And after all that plant good­ness today, sam­bear brought me fresh flow­ers! Then cooked an incred­i­ble steak din­ner. He sauteed some sort of mush­rooms he has­n’t used before (that I recall), and they were just the right touch with the meat. We had a nice spinach sal­ad as well.

I’m blessed!