I'm in the middle of a four day stretch of being at home, with the perfectly corresponding amazing weather I need to be in the garden. I've been waiting for this all season, this long stretch of days to finally truly dig into the garden. I felt a little behind for a while there, and decided to let that go and do what I could. Somehow, in little pockets of time - in the same way I'd knit a sweater - it's coming together. One little pocket of planting at a time. For the first year since we moved here, I didn't grow the garden space bigger this year. This isn't the season of my life for that - there are too many other important things happening that I want to be fully present for without the worry of feeling behind in the garden.
Still, it feels so good to be here, and I'm so grateful that the kids are still willing to hang out with me here, even if that just means sitting beside me to talk, and having me captive while I weed a garden bed.
Lilac season has come and gone, as always, in the blink of an eye. We've moved onto the iris', and poppys, and so many other things in the perennial garden. I think it'll be peonies this week. I don't want to miss any of it!
Wishing you - and your garden - well.....