Saturday, 21 May 2016
I had the day to myself because Allan had gone boating. The unusual state of complete solitude inspired me to skip the Saturday market.
As usual, it tok me ages to get started on a day off. J9 stopped by unexpectedly just before I got outside, and we had a good natter for half an hour and then I began to plant my own painted sage.
What I most wanted was to be done with annuals planting time. Otherwise, I would have rejoiced in the rain that stopped me halfway through the planting, and would have settled in with volume 4 of the Cazalet Chronicle. I felt sorry for the vendors down at the Saturday Market; the rain was torrential. I might have kept planting in the privacy of the back yard, but in the more public front yard I did not feel like exhibiting drowned rattiness.
As soon as it slowed, I was back out finishing the planting.
I reassembled my mom’s sedum table display next to the water boxes. It has gone from her own garden to Golden Sands, lived there under a courtyard tree for six years, and has now come home.
If I had the patience of Mr Tootlepedal, I would get a photo of the chickadees going in and out.
I used up all my six packs of sage with not a one left to squeeze into the boatyard garden. At last, with all the plants in the ground, I had time to begin the sort of tasks that I like best in the garden.
With all the plants planted, I can now turn my attention at work to projects, the sort of work I much prefer to planting.
Now, if I just stop buying plants, I won’t have any more planting to do till next year, will I?
Allan got home just after dark. Tomorrow’s post will be about his adventures in Portland.
Ginger’s Garden Diaries
from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago
1997 (age 73):
May 21: 10:30-5:00 Don and I worked about 3 hours in the garage going through the NW corner sorting stuff for garage sale. When he left, I worked in front weeding out the sweet woodruff, etc. I think I have about 4 or 5 wheelbarrows to add to the compost pile.
1998 (age 74):
May 21: I brought out all the baskets that are growing good. I managed to hang several of the baskets with rigid hangers. I worked again potting tomatoes.