More Rain, Less Progress

This was my first year growing garlic; it will cure for two months hanging from the porch rafters.

We have entered the phase of summer where we work for about 40 minutes, after which the humidity sits our asses back down to contemplate our life choices. Then we get back to work again, only to get rained out. Somewhere in there is eating lunch, catching up on New Yorker magazines, napping, then heading back out to sweat once again.

The gladiolas (that the deer or bunnies didn't eat).

Today's work started with weed management (always at the top of Nan's list). After a brief rest, Mason joined in to help hang the first of the garlic harvest from the porch rafters, where the bulbs will cure for a few months. Lunch was turkey, bacon and avocado sandwiches. And just as Mason was getting started on his portion of weed management and I was pruning the lavender, the late afternoon rain came calling.

Tomorrow's schedule? Lather, rinse, repeat.

My gardenia; let's see if I can keep it alive!