This weekend and today has really been the first nice days we've had all year. And as I was sitting at my desk, staring blankly out the window at work, all I could think was, "I wish I were outside. I wish I were outside. It's sunny outside. See the flowers on the trees. I wish I were outside." Unfortunately, this made for a very unproductive day, and it soon became my goal to try to get out of work as early as possible.
I knew exactly what I wanted to do when I got home... start fixing up the garden. The garden at the apartments is back in the corner, where I don't walk pass unless I have a reason to. I think the last time I was back there, was before Christmas in all the snow. Obviously it had changed a lot. I was thrilled to see the onions growing and doing well after I had separated them into neat little lines last fall. The strawberries had spread halfway across the garden. The beets had survived the winter and were finally ready to be picked. (which I'm eating as I blog.) And there were hardly any weeds yet and the ground was perfect for digging and turning the dirt over. I actually got a lot done. And Dave and Trina came out a little later and moved the herbs over by the house. So I'd say I had a pretty productive day after all. T