Spring has come to South Alabama, and I plunge into a sort of gluttony, grasping far more than I can afford in time and energy to plant and transfer and tend, a lot of triage gardening, and the forced practice of balance. My method is to work outside until I cannot stand it anymore and have to take time to write and read, and when things get really out of control in the kitchen, I clean. I’ve actually picked up hens and put them in a few garden spots to weed for me. They do a great, if careless job. We’re having many a night of hotdogs and beans for supper. I would like to remember that spring does this to me, so I can prepare myself.
My abundant thanks to Carol of May Dreams Gardens for beginning GBBD all those years ago. Visit her site to see more gardens from around the world!