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No Easy Living

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I woke up to sun at 6 am this July 5th. The first sunny morning all summber. I smiled and the garden smiled. My artic rose is in bloom and so is a peony. In the greenhouse the bitter melons are coming into fruit. I have 3 little ones nodding their little heads. I’ve tagged them so I can readily find them.

It is heating up and I am sweating from trimming the grass and weeds. I am not finished. I’m taking a break as the string trimmer ran out of string. I will have to wind another spool. I am learning to love this tool as it saves me from labourous digging of all those creeping bellflowers. No matter how deep you dig, they keep coming back. Now I am whacking them out at dirt level.

Yesterday, I went to tackle our community garden plot. I was happy to see that my sister was already there and did the weeding and was ready to water it. Two less jobs for me! I staked the two rows of snow peas with bamboo. That was plenty enough work in the heat. Our plot looks pretty good. So does my brother’s right next to ours. We take turns doing the watering.

my sister’s and mine plot
my brother’s plot

It is summer time. I haven’t found it easy living like the song suggests. But then I haven’t found easy living in other seasons either. There’s always work, work and more work. But would I have it any other way? I best mosey along before I talk myself into the blues. The battery is charged up and the spool is threaded for more whipping up grass and weeds. I am also charged up.

May and June

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I was ahead of myself the other day, thinking it was the last day in May. There are 31 days in the month. I never made it here on its last day. There is just too many things to do. My head has been a bit wonky. It makes it’s a little harder to get my shit together. I wonder if it’s my age or our present day crazy world. I suspect it’s both. It is difficult to be sane in an insane world. There’s no point in whining about the woes of the world. It has never helped.

So it is the first of June. Our +30℃ heat wave has ended. After two cloudy days, it finally rained in the afternoon. Praise the lord! No watering at the community garden. No watering the home garden or the greenhouse. No less work though. Plenty of weeding in between raindrops. I had to take advantage of the moist soft ground to get those damn weeds out. I think I am getting cranky. I’ve been going full tilt all day and I am tired.

This morning at the gym, I did 2 sets of 50 skips each and 2 minutes on the Stair Climber. You might scoff at the 2 minutes but even one minute was hard. i had to push and will myself to do the two. As for my effort of taking my tea/coffee black, it didn’t lose me any weight. I will continue though. After 2 weeks of drinking them black, I lost my craving for another cup of tea/coffee. Before, I was always wanting another cuppa. It feels good not to have those cravings.

I also baked 6 loaves of bread today. No wonder I feel done in. I am going to call it a day.

Just Pretend

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I feel so bland these days. I don’t think I could get excited even if you lit a fire in my pants. I wonder where it all went. I didn’t really try too hard to figure it out. I had no energy to spare. Instead, intellectually I know the best thing to do is move as if I am interested and engaged. In other words, just pretend. It works for Nat King Cole. It might work for me, too. If it doesn’t, at least I know I have tried.

Pretending I’m full of vim and vigor, I hustled out to the front yard early this morning with my pitch fork, garden gloves and a pail. I was going to tackle those darn creeping bellflowers while it was still cool and shady. The soil is still moist from the previous days of rain. It should be easy digging. It was. I didn’t get all the bellflowers but I did get a bunch. I transplanted a few amaranth into the bare spots. I hope they will take, flourish, flower and scatter their seeds in the fall for next spring. Right now they’re looking drooping

I didn’t stop there. I knew if I stop, I would not move again. I gave the shaggy grass a clip and swept up the clippings. Next, I put away my tools. If I didn’t, they would be hanging out for awhile. It’s best to pick up after myself as I go along. Surprisingly, I find the process soothing.

Being an early bee, I can get a few things done in the morning. Next on the list was blanching and freezing the shelled peas. It is not a hard job but the clean up is because by then I am tired. I pushed through that, cleaned up and put away. A job well done if I have to say it myself. Now it is the end of day 25 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge.