Like a poorly trained toddler, I often find transitions unpleasant. I'm happy to be free of work obligations for the summer (especially the alarm clock), but also at a bit of cross-purposes with all this time suddenly on my hands. I know that the remedy for the funk is to organize a bit of a schedule for my days. Yesterday, I partook of the cure by taking to my garden.
Planting happened around the 1st of May and I've already weeded the patch a half dozen times. But as the summer heat grows nearer, it's time for my favorite method of weed control and moisture management: newspapers and mulch. It took about three hours of weeding and mulch-spreading to finish half of the garden. That half looks nice and tidy now.
The rest of the job will wait until Monday morning, when I will have read the weekend's newspapers and can put them to work on the ground. It's always satisfying to consign the week's news to the dirt. I'm hopeful that I can find at least a few Joe Barton pictures for the next go-round.
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