Buried in Weeds

My poor garden! The rain and I have been on a collision course for a couple of weeks now — when I’m off work, it’s rainy. From my office, I see blue skies and gently swaying treetops. I get home, the thunder starts and rain engulfs the garden.

It's a jungle out there!

It's a jungle out there!

Don’t get me wrong — the rain is welcome, but the timing has been… less than Chamelot-ish.

But today we made it. I’m sitting at the computer, dripping with sweat, itching from being up to my ears (literally, at times) in weeds. I’ve hacked, trimmed, yanked, pulled, dug and snapped for the past hour and it’s made a huge difference — to about 10 square feet. So I’m feeling just a little bit discouraged, and contemplating where to turn for help.

I’ve come with a new concept, well, actually, just a twist on the painting marathon I threw a couple of years ago (see the Yellow House Fever post).  I’m going to throw a Garden(ing) Party!

I’ll provide the food and plenty to drink, some energizing music on the boom box, and lots of weeding, cultivating, trimming and digging for all.

Now if only the  weather will cooperate.


4 thoughts on “Buried in Weeds

  1. It’s been raining a lot here lately too. I’ve been tempted to go outside whether it’s raining or not. It’s not fun sitting inside staring out the window.

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