It’s been another decade since last posting in this blog. I am distracted by work, Hank and teaching. Husband Craig is always helpful. We had big plans to cultivate the soil, add top soil and manure to raised beds and plant seeds and seedlings during the Memorial Weekend Holiday. We woke up on Monday, or was it Sunday to two inches of snow on the ground. The gods were laughing. Which brings me to Game of Thrones which has become a recent obsession thanks to my son Tommy. You cannot feel sorry for yourself when you see what happens in Westeros, Easteros or Whateveros. I am in the first season and the characters are lamenting “Hard times are coming, winter will be here soon.” Hard times are coming. What do they call what is happening during the 10 year summer? We only had two inches of snow and had to delay planting for a week. Nothing compared to having your head or hand chopped off or being engaged to a sniveling, narcissistic adolescent king.
Craig has been designing this garden for several years.
We have not sighted one villainous rabbit since Hank has claimed his territory.
We also planted French Tarragon, German Thyme, Rosemary, Cilantro, Spicy Basil, Parsley and Oregano.