Every year I look forward to Spring. I can't wait to get outside and get to work. This Year was no different except for some peculiar reason, I wasn't having any fun!
When I moved to Indiana, gardening became more like "Earth Sculpting". (DH's phrase
). Yet, I was determined not to let this stop me from enjoying something that has become as much a part of me as the nose on my face. I quickly learned that planting annuals required a good hard rain and an auger. Planting anything else, a backhoe. OK, I can do this. Nothing a ton of amended soil won't fix. And I've had mostly successes.
When I began my work this year, I set about moving some yews that the original owner had planted "by a professional" in a hot, dry, full baking sun, southern exposure, to a kinder, gentler location. I soon became bored with my chore and for the rest of the summer, I did very little gardening, save a few containers, and turned the lawn mowing over to my DS. I figured Indiana had Beaten my in more than one way. You see, I had also managed to slam on 10 lbs over the winter. So, I'm out of shape and gardening is no longer fun.
I recently caught the bug again (Fall sales!) and set about my fall gardening. Now some 5 pounds heavier yet (Guess gardening IS great exercise!) my chore became just that. Then something wonderful happened! I had to go inside for something and when I returned, I forgot to put on my gloves! (My hands are showing age and were ravaged by the dry winter, and I found myself donning gloves to keep blisters and raw knuckels at bay.) I plunged back into tedium and suddenly, I was at peace with my work! I was having a ball! I guess it was the gloves! There is something about dirt on my hands, up my arms and under my (up until today, well manicured) fingernails! I don't know what it is, but I can tell you, I am ready to do serious battle and release the beauty from the earth. I guess My manicure will have to wait!
So, To Glove or Not to Glove? What is your preference?
Keep the Faith!
Tracy
When I moved to Indiana, gardening became more like "Earth Sculpting". (DH's phrase

When I began my work this year, I set about moving some yews that the original owner had planted "by a professional" in a hot, dry, full baking sun, southern exposure, to a kinder, gentler location. I soon became bored with my chore and for the rest of the summer, I did very little gardening, save a few containers, and turned the lawn mowing over to my DS. I figured Indiana had Beaten my in more than one way. You see, I had also managed to slam on 10 lbs over the winter. So, I'm out of shape and gardening is no longer fun.
I recently caught the bug again (Fall sales!) and set about my fall gardening. Now some 5 pounds heavier yet (Guess gardening IS great exercise!) my chore became just that. Then something wonderful happened! I had to go inside for something and when I returned, I forgot to put on my gloves! (My hands are showing age and were ravaged by the dry winter, and I found myself donning gloves to keep blisters and raw knuckels at bay.) I plunged back into tedium and suddenly, I was at peace with my work! I was having a ball! I guess it was the gloves! There is something about dirt on my hands, up my arms and under my (up until today, well manicured) fingernails! I don't know what it is, but I can tell you, I am ready to do serious battle and release the beauty from the earth. I guess My manicure will have to wait!
So, To Glove or Not to Glove? What is your preference?
Keep the Faith!
Tracy