You know the old saying, "a woman's work is never done?" We have all murmured it before as we tackled the 5th load of laundry or made dinner for all the neighborhood kids. Without really complaining, you just do what needs to be done... right? Well, the old adage has significant meaning for me these past two weeks. Furthermore, I need to rework the phrase to fit my personality. How about, "The woman who lives at the Coop needs to stop buying flowers and vegetable seeds, stop digging up her yard, plant what she has, and then maybe do a little weeding!" I tell you, I am obsessed with gardening. All my seeds are spouting and I want more. I've hired Ricky, the neighbor kid, almost every day to move something heavy, rototill (gave up on digging one shovel at a time), rake, chop-down, etc. I have a dear friend, Pam, who has offered her help too. Oh ya, and at night I get in my spaceship and orbit Mars. I feel nuts, but can't stop. Is it bad to want green zinnias everywhere? I Probably could blame this on the Dollar Store as they had really, I mean really, cheap seeds. Take a look at the madness that follows.
and, I have the coolest willow furniture that needs a home too. So... lets cut down some volunteer plum tree/bushes that are taking over a corner in the yard.
wouldn't you know it- missing parts! Ricky brought over a massive chain, but I can't find the ball to the hitch (Rhylan?) to pull the roots out with my jeep. So, this project is "on hold" for a bit. Why not transplant some flowers and finish the new curvy landscaping on one side of the house...?

I hope you are all staying busy and enjoying the day.
Hugs to YOU.