It’s been another week when I’ve felt like I am moving slowly and the rest of the world is rushing around me. I find myself increasingly thinking to myself that I want to show Mom a video or picture or craft project. It’s frustrating.
I planted 3 crapemyrtles. I’m really working toward my gardening plan that I’ve been working on since last year. Tomorrow is two weeks since I planted all the roses out here. 9 of 11 have growth on them already and the two that don’t look alive still, one more than the other. I did also plant 6 rosa rugosas, but those don’t have growth on them. I’m keeping my fingers crossed and not putting too much pressure on it all. I also found some Virginia Creeper growing up the back of the house, which is great. I want it there so I hope it makes it. Oh, the lawn mower finally was returned after being repaired. So, I mowed. It had been so long that the lawn is having a hard time recovering, but it will in time. Hopefully we can get some rain soon. That will help.
I’ve been much more interested in being alone this week. I think everyone has really. That said, things seem less… desperate? I don’t know how to articulate, but I know there are many people who instantly know what I’m talking about.
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