Ok, so after yesterday’s post, let’s lighten things up, shall we?
It’s almost Memorial Day. Which means here in the good old Pacific Northwest we’re starting to get a little tease here and there of the elusive Summer weather. Memorial Day weekend also marks the time on the calendar when gardens should be planted. We have big plans for our veggies this year. We are going to do a big plot of corn for canning. I am going to do some black beans to dry. I want to can spaghetti sauce from my tomatoes. And of course there’s always the fresh cucumbers and grilled zucchini to be enjoyed on the daily.
See? I’m excited.
I love gardening. And don’t ask me how that happened because all the memories I have from my childhood are me being forced to weed for one.whole.hour. every.single.weekend. Rough, I know.
Late last week, we had a solid day of sun which meant the flowers I have on my porch were thirsty by the time I got home. So, Rylee and I decided to give our little friends a drink.
It’s going to be a lot of work to get it going this year, but at least I have my little helper and her trusty yellow shovel.