Smog lounges on our backyard table
After a two-week vacation, spent scraping paint off of my 1940's era kitchen, I'm back to work painting scenery for the theater. I can't believe I thought we'd be done with the kitchen in a week, and then leave town for some recreational fun. I clearly over-estimated our paint-scraping abilities. I did take my birthday "off" but due to a dramatic windstorm, and general exhaustion, we spent the day quietly at home. Robb bought me a pile of books, and I was more than happy to spend the day reading.
When we bought our house, the back garden was a massive tangle of tree-consuming vines. I remind myself of that fact whenever I start wallowing in negative thoughts about how everything looks. Our soil has the texture of hardened concrete, and the hens are grass-eating maniacs. So our so-called lawn tends to look a bit sparse.
During my vacation, I dug out the summer vegetables that were past their prime. I added heaps of home-made compost to our garden soil. I planted kale and peas and garlic (not all of it, alas).
Just like the kitchen project, the garden is in a state of flux. It's kind of a mess at the moment, but I have to keep telling myself that things can only get better.
Want to read what other gardeners are up to? Daphne hosts a weekly round-up, that's always worth a visit.