The Fruits of Labor

          Anyone who has a serious hobby knows how sweet success can taste. For months now I have worked to transfer my backyard into a colorful, plentiful oasis. It seems like every weekend I would make the omnious treck to Lowe's, promising myself to not spend much money, and inevitably spending a small fortune. Of course, this was not the worst part. Once I was home and planted my load, it never looked like anything. Certainly not like it was worth the little pile of gold I gave for it at the store. Well, this week I finally feel different. I finally feel like I have reached my goal. Along with various types of flowers and foliage, I have planted strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, zucchini, squash, and green onions. Everything is finally growing and producing. I even have a small rose garden started! I had planned to post photos of the garden today, but I think I am going to let it grow in a bit so you can get the full effect.

Lazy Days, Quiet Nights

Another year, and yet another blog. It seems my random thoughts pop up randomly over a period of time. I guess I just cannot help talking into the void; Even if no one is listening. The weather here has been nothing but wet. A melodic rainfall has poured over the entire city for the past two days. I can almost hear the plants sighing with relief. What a joy it is to have an excuse to do nothing for a change. I always want to do nothing, but on the rainy days my dreams are realized. Days are spent in comfy pajamas, nestled in warm covers and cradled by loving peaceful cats. My mind turns off (mostly) and I simply am. Nothing more, nothing less. I probably, like most people, enjoy my silence even more these days since I feel the constant tug of "what are you going to do about...." hanging on my back. I will not let this blog turn into a list of problems though. We all have enough worries in our lives and, well, I am not going to contribute. Suffice it to say that I am at the point in my life where I feel like I am stuck on a running wheel. I cannot get off, I cannot find the end, I cannot even control my feet beneath me. With the voice of "what are you going to do" in my head, I sometimes cannot see the forest for the trees.

So, I have been thankful for the rain and the solitude of this past weekend. I am currently in the process of growing my own little backyard garden, complete with Hydrangea (big and pink) as well as an assortment of rich fragrant herbs, a handful of summer vegetables, and a beginners rose garden. I hope to post some pictures of my little oasis in the making by next weekend. I have a feeling my plants will be twice as big after all of this healthy rain we have had.

Come back tomorrow and read about the three loves of my life: Oliver, Frankie, and Annie.

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