Housework is not my favorite, but it felt wonderful to do a little Spring cleaning. On the other hand, I really really really enjoy doing the laundry and am usually pretty anal about it. So what happened? Sheets/whites/delicates still sitting in the laundry basket, clean but unfolded. Just thinking 'bout it is making me twitchy and I'm working hard to keep typing instead of jumping up and running straight to the laundry basket. (Breathe deeply and relax)
We did make our appointed rounds of the local garden shops but the damage wasn't too bad considering my attitude starting out.
- Violas in four different color combinations (violas are little relatives of pansies)
- A red columbine (my favorite flower)
- Sea pinks aka thrift, found in a Pony Pak
- French lavender
- An Oranges-and-Lemons rose
Of course, there is still a visit to The Garden Shop on the horizon, but I have a gift certificate that I need to use.
I may not like housework, but I adore yardwork! The leaves are all raked (I'm not a slacker. I'm a pin oak owner. Pin oaks lose their leaves in Spring. But that's another story.) And I improved my attitude immensely by knocking apart the last of the trash can enclosure 'cause deconstruction just feels good and I have another three feet of usable vegetable garden now. I had so much fun that the wind chill didn't seem to matter much at all.
The laundry might need folding and I don't have a single photo to show you, but my garden looks well-tended and ready for a load of compost and an orgy of flower planting and seed sowing.