First Day of Gardening

Our very own teeny plantlet that it its very own being.

A day of being up to the elbows and knees in dirt, moving paving stones, a pile of topsoil, convening meetings with some sowbugs, earthworms and houseflies, doing laundry and cooking and pottering around sorting pots in the garage. We read and ate, chatted with neighbour over the fence, cleaned up the gardening beds, heard kids in their scrimmage soccer and peddling their little 3-wheelers. We put out the outdoor furniture, and then on the 7th hour, we rested.

What an utterly gorgeous sunny day.

We moved around with the sun.

Buddha’s elastic(ity).

We have moss. And a sudden hankering for a stone lantern.

And I accidentally selected and overwrote a couple paragraphs from the last post and didn’t notice.

Hm, to reconstruct or not reconstruct? The luck of the Irish is persisting despite; if it’s worth doing, it’s worth redoing.

Or if something was worthwhile, the benefit is complete and one can just catch the next wave and not try to find the wave already dissolved back into the ocean.

Leaning hard towards the latter.

Oops, I leaned too fast; vertigo.

Quote: “I go on working for the same reason that a hen goes on laying eggs.” ~ H.L. Mencken

5 comments on this post.
  1. Chris J:

    Envy is green, so guess I can still be in Irish mode! It snowed here for the last two days and anything green other than envy hasn’t put in much of an appearance! (I can feel the warmth in the photos.)

  2. MamaWise:

    Lovely pictures! The weather we have been having has been truly amazing and has given our little plantlets an early start here in Ohio.

  3. Brenda Schmidt:

    Lovely! Yay for gardens!

  4. AC:

    I have sore legs from the little bit that I did the other day. Sheesh!

  5. Musings:

    HI Pearl! Wow! You are such an amazing photographer! I am impressed and envious.