Friday, May 1, 2015

Day 116 Gardening and Such

May 1, 2015

The soil is my therapy. Just give me a shovel and let me dig and I am one happy wanna be farmer. My gardening is not exemplary but the therapy makes up for that. There have been many decisions made while in the soil, many thoughts changed and directions rerouted. The soil is rich and fertile.

The ground in which I till has been tilled for many decades. I am fortunate and my mind wanders to the true dyed in the wool farmers. I came to a vibrant asparagus bed along with a vibrant strawberry bed. Where are they now? We don't want to talk about it.

I went to the University of Rhode Island to finish my education with a Plant and Soil Science degree. Oh, how I loved all that I learned. My grades were not so reflective of that thought but I loved it nonetheless. My vegetable garden is not reflective either. But my flower beds, oh yes.

Tomorrow I will continue to rototill (thanks to the generous Mark and Ferne Kraybill family) digging deeper into the soil and breaking through. I replanted some spearmint tea alongside the shed with chards of pottery and glass. I want to inflict hardship on the said groundhog. I will let you know if it works. He often has the last laugh on me! Who doesn't?

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