Today was so
amazingly spring-like. I loved, loved, loved it, and I didn’t stay inside but was outside. Of course, I began the day by
attending my river exercise class. Boy, some days moving my body through that
water with and against the current seems very difficult, but I persevere and
feel so much better after.
When I got
home, I had lunch and then prepared all the vegetables for my stir-fry dinner.
That finished, I put Kuma’s harness on and figured out a way to keep him in the
front yard except for the two times he managed to shrug his way out of the
harness. After the second time, I tightened the harness and Kuma was either tired from
his explorations or he couldn’t shrug it off a third time.
The first thing
I did was to rearrange the wire flower cages to keep Kuma in his portion of the
garden. I don’t know what I’ll do once everything starts to come up and the
cages are needed to support the dahlias and lilies. I’ll have to give that some
thought.
That done, I moved to the front yard and into the sunshine. I managed to get all the Mexican wind grass cut down and a bunch of weeds pulled. What I don’t understand is where those weeds came from. I was very diligent last year about pulling up all those weeds with white flowers that turn into seeds that jump when touched. I just looked them up and it's called hairy bittercress weed. I’d swear very few of those seeds were able to proliferate, but you wouldn’t think that if you saw all the little green starts that are all over the place. I hate those things.
The sun and
breeze felt absolutely wonderful, and I ended up taking off my sweatshirt. I
didn’t have my usual tank top beneath, so I wasn’t as bare as I usually am. I
was grateful for the long-sleeved flannel shirt.
Doing all this
today and it getting close to Washington’s actual birthday of February 22nd
made me think of my old professor. He loved snow peas and every single year on
Washington’s birthday, he planted. He dug up the soil, added compost and mixed
it all together before carefully placing his seeds. I always enjoyed hearing
him talk about his efforts, and the one time I saw his garden in Madison Park,
I was extremely impressed.
I won’t be
planting snow peas on Washington’s birthday unless it’s another nice day like
this. Even then, it probably won’t happen because I still have to clean and sterilize
my planters as well as haul home bags of dirt. And I won’t do as the professor
did, but simply put the seeds right into the dirt once the planter is filled.
No extra prep on my part.
Anyway it was a
gorgeous day…send me more, please, please, please.