This last week was not the most conducive to getting projects done on the house. First we had temperatures close to 100 degrees through Saturday. My lawn is now brown and crispy. Sunday was in the 80s so Chip started working on the bay windows outside of the livingroom, only to be rained out on Monday and Tuesday. (Too late to save the lawn I fear). That left us with today to get something done so Chip and the boys headed out to the garden.
You might notice that the boys are working in the dry brown dirt. There is very little green to be seen. That is because before we got the heat wave, our summer started out with monsoons – or so it seemed. As a result, all of the plants we started as seed in the garden never made it out of the ground – drowned. Very sad.
So my plucky little band of gardeners strode out to their empty trellises and with great optimism in their hearts, once again started to plant seeds – hoping for a fall crop of peas and green beans.
Hope springs eternal.
You will note that Vashua is not so involved. He informed me today that he does not like the planting part of planting. He likes the eating part. Which somehow led to a discussion about restaurants and gardens and how food is produced and shipped and . . . .
I don’t know – that is just how discussions with Vash seem to go. Then he jumped into the shower.
Anyway, back to the garden.
On the upside, the plants that we started inside the house and planted as plants somehow survived the torrential rains and the desert heat and our tomato plants are now as tall as the boys.
And in some cases – taller.
The peppers are surviving – though not flowering really yet.
As for me, I thought of posting a picture of the empty chair in my bedroom that used to hold all of the ironing (Yay me – finished it!) but I did not think you all would be that interested in it. Plus it doesn’t really count – because it will come back again. But since that pile has been growing since Mom was here last June, I thought it was great. Plus steam ironing in the summer on the second floor in a room where the dehumidifier is running and throwing off heat while I’m having hot flashes takes some real internal fortitude damn it!
All right. Maybe doing the ironing is not that big a deal.
Chip and Markus are off at a football clinic – Markus starts practices next week – 4 nights a week. He wants to be a running back. My own little Walter Payton.
The forecast calls for rain the next couple of days. Hopefully we will get some decent weather next week so I have something to show you next Wednesday. Have a great rest of your day.