I put in a small garden this summer. One much smaller than years past when I had my husband's help with gardening. I was desperate to start gardening again. I haven't gardened since his diagnosis. I think gardening is good for the soul. It's my meditation time. One on one time with God. A time for closeness and talking. I need that time and I always find it in my garden. I'm really in my comfort zone there ....walking barefoot in the dirt, watching the dogs scampering around the field...all while tending to my little plants who so graciously give back abundantly just for a little love and time.
I'm amused that the dogs have learned their boundaries with the garden. Unless it's my mischievous PJ...they all stay on the outskirts of the garden. You have no idea how thankful I am for that! Before I was able to rehome the feral cat colony I was forever cleaning out what they had left behind...and filling in holes. It was quite a task!
This year I've had the return of squash bugs. I'm trying to battle them organically but I'm truly not opposed to zapping them with some chemical. If my Master Gardener mother is reading this, I'm sure she's started to hyperventilate. I bent down the other day to carefully inspect my squash leaves and lo' and behold there was a HUGE one staring right back at me like I had intruded on his sacred ground. We had a stand off before I slapped him inside out and reminded him who really owned the garden.
I've also been battling the mexican beetles (ladybug imposters)who are trying to take up residency in my tomato plants. I'm hoping I'm winning this battle. I saw again this morning that they are trying another variety so I'm going to have to go out with my guns blazing! I think they had moved on for awhile while I had my little coffee can in plain site. When I brought it back in they must have started whispering among themselves. Now they're back. So the can will go outside again today. I'll show them whose boss!
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I have a couple of exhausting weeks ahead. One of my friends son's has agreed to come over and help me try to button a few projects up around the house. It's been a very chaotic 18 months and I really need to try to get some organization and normalcy back in the house. I will try to post pictures as we progress over the next two weeks. I'm mighty grateful that he's coming, although I did warn him that I'm his worst nightmare and that he'll probably hate me by the end of the week. Tammy runs a tight ship not to mention that he's going to be working for my husband. Joe was a commercial construction superintendent and project estimator before his diagnosis. He was known for being an anal perfectionist. But they all liked him so I'm hoping this young man will escape with few wounds! ha!
I hope you all are enjoying your summer. Once these next two weeks are over, I fully intend on living life to the fullest for the rest of the summer! Besides Spring, this is my favorite season and I plan to enjoy all it has to offer.
Happy Summer!
~Tammy~
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