It calls me this time of year. This is the best time of year for a garden in our part of the state. Everything is bursting. Every morning when I open the drapes, I am called out to walk around and see what else might be blooming.
I hurry to get some chores done indoors so I can head out for a bit in the garden. Weeds pulled here. Plants tucked in there. All the while the heady scent of the orange blossoms intoxicates me. Keeps me out in the yard when I should be in putting another load in the washer.
I plan to spend the entire weekend focused on getting the veggie garden out front all planted. Compost and chicken manure await to be mixed in. I already have tomatoes in. Some bought, some volunteers that come up from tomatoes that dropped last year.
I shall have dirt under my nails and will probably get a little sunburned but oh how I will be doing what I love most. I always feel so much better when I have all my veggies planted. Knowing I am on my way to homegrown organic produce. I am determined to grow more this year than last year.
Now to convince hubby to let me get three chickens. That is what our city allows. We have the perfect spot behind our garage. They would be sheltered there and the dogs would not disturb them. Hmm. I see his favorite meal coming soon and then I shall pounce and convince him it is in our best interest to add some more chaos to this place. Organized chaos but oh those fresh eggs. My hubby has been working day and night the last couple of days so I doing his lawn mowing chores today. Did the back yesterday and will do the front today. Great workout and I love the results. Will someone make my bed though? Guess I have to do that first.
Show and Tell Sat.
Show Off Your Cottage Monday