After a few frosty mornings...
Peonies are starting to pop!
Because of a pretty rainy stretch...
Todd had a cyst removed last week. He's been recovering with a little help from Pepita...
Celebratory "body cavity" cupcakes! The middle is raspberry jam...I swear.
The cats have been their usual helpful selves...
"Gonna take out the trash any time soon??"
"Oh, you wanted to stretch your back? Let me help."
"I'm done folding!"
"Why are you photographing NASA stuff when I'm soooo much more photogenic?"
"You missed it! Ryan broke up with Marissa AGAIN."
I can't believe that June will be here in a few weeks. I've barely been outside with my camera this spring. It's been cooler and wetter, and life is just busier in general.
One thing I haven't done, even though it's nearly mid-May, is plant out my annual garden. In years past, I had seedlings ready to go into the ground by now.
This year, I bought the seeds and soil, cleared the garden debris, and...nothing. In part there's a physical aspect. I developed Morton's Neuroma in my right foot, which is a pinched tendon/nerve between two toes. Some days it hurts to walk/be on my feet for too long. I also have arthritis in my lower back that has been more painful this spring. It's more easily aggravated and the thought of the lifting/bending required to do just get the boxes seeded has been daunting. The main job, however, is crawling around on the tick-infested ground, stabbing the spring weeds out of the hundreds of 4" pre-cut seedling holes. You can get an idea of how many there are in this photo. It's hot, dirty, grueling work and I dread it every year. Because we've had a long, wet spring, the weeds are now 6-12" high, with deep roots.
A more inspired year
But this isn't a case of the mind is willing but the body is weak. I'm just not interested in doing it this year. As I have done my whole life, I throw myself wholeheartedly into a hobby and it consumes me for months or even a year or two. Then I completely lose interest and focus on something else. I always cycle back through my hobbies again but sometimes it takes a decade to reignite that passion. And this year...I don't care about it. I'm not interested in the propagation process. I'm not interested in a colorful garden. I'm not even interested in picking future bouquets. I'm either 100% in or 100% out...and this year, my interest might even be in the negative. ;) Worse case scenario, we will string-trim the weeds down to surface level and just cover the whole lot up with landscape fabric. Save the seeds and hope that the interest returns next year. We'll see what happens!
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