Yesterday I slept until 1:00, waking to help with lunches and getting ready for school, taking some time to water and move plants outside, and cancelling my activities. By evening I was ready to do something a bit more active again. The girls and I went outside to tackle some of this:
I mulched prettily heavily in the fall with leaves so it doesn't look great. The bottom level of leaves has composted down a bit, leaving a layer of fairly heavily packed leaves and then dry ones on top. We're uncovering lots of good stuff.
The old strawberry patch is looking healthy. The new one looks a bit sad, but it'll perk up. The onions and shallots are still a surprise to me. After raking away a layer of leaves we found these:
A full onion, bigger than any I harvested last fall! |
More onions - I'll leave them alone and see what they do. |
A clump of what I assume are shallots |
So today, although my voice still isn't good and I'm starting to tire already at 10:45 am, I'm pretending I'm not sick and trying to function as I normally would. I've done laundry, tended to plants and chicks, bread is rising and I might tackle this area of the garden next before that cottoneaster hedge fully leafs out.
This is an area where I continually fight quack grass and I'd like to see my brick path again. It's under there somewhere!
And then by 2:00 I'm sure I'll crash. With my terrible voice, I'm free to attend book club this week without the guilt of missing choir. I haven't read the book though! I've got two days to read at least enough to know what they are talking about.
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