Everything is planted. I put out some hot peppers too, because I'd forgotten I'd bought the seeds already, and didn't realize just how much room doubling the size of the garden made. :D I messed up and didn't buy some of what I wanted and thought I had (or maybe I did and misplaced the bag, lol). Either way, mission accomplished. Will water every morning before work.
My back yard is presently a wreck. Because I decided against building the pad for the kiln for making casts (for now anyway), I have a bunch of extra concrete blocks and no idea what to do with them. So I guess I'll give them away if anyone needs them (of course, I'll need them once I do, but whatevah.)
The little space between the back room and the laundry room has become a moss garden! So awesome. Made me really happy to see just how much moss was back there. The really soft kind--it's beautiful. I'm going to go rock-hunting and get some nice rocks to put around it, and perhaps some soft green LED lighting to give it a nifty ambiance. Maybe I could grow some amanita and death-cap mushrooms back there (inedible, but so nifty.)
Chesterton wrote this, and it made me very happy, because he's right. No matter what anyone else tells you, he's right.
"It is the main earthly business of a human being to make his home, and the immediate surroundings of his home, as symbolic and significant to his own imagination as he can."
A-freakin-men. Now me, I have a severe case of wanderlust, and I look forward to renewed nomadism, but even if your home isn't static (or if you feel like you're the farthest from home wherever you are)...wherever you go, you must shape your surroundings, leave an impression upon that place. Where-ever you stay, make it your own.
But gardens of the mind versus gardens of the land... I really am having a lot of fun playing in the soil. No lahar for the green plastic army men yet, I figure I'll start another small plot when I clean out that pea-gravel laden soil, lol.
Too many wasps, though. They reneged on the treaty, it seems, so their numbers must be thinned. For the common good.
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