Today is a day for thinking about doing. Not actually doing. Just lazily reading about it:
Rambling on…
Words ramble less widely than thoughts, especially so when thoughts flow in pictures.
Up the Garden Path
I dug so hard I broke my spade. Roots. Some as thick as my arm.
Pots of Patience
Pots I have lots of. Patience, not so much. But I’m trying really hard to cultivate it.
Maintenance of this garden, on this day, 140 years ago…
An anniversary – of sorts… And as clear as mud:
Back-Border-Bugs and Bananas
Banana skins actually. And coffee grounds…
Digging the Dirt
It more than just occasionally feels as if the act of gardening amounts to not much more than shifting a lot of dirt around. Then shifting a lot more. Then shifting it all back again. Dig, shift, dig, shift, dig, shift, dig…
