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[semperfiona]

I feel really good about myself right now. My hands and back ache and I've got dozens of small scrapes on my hands, but I feel good. I'm tired in that "excess of manual labor" sort of way. I spent most of the day outside, cutting down part of the jungle that was once my vegetable garden but became a mass of young trees, and pulling weeds out of my flowerbeds. I decided to leave some trees behind in the garden; I'm going to put in a pond, some shade-loving flowers, and a bench, and have a shady little meditation spot.

Tomorrow I'll rake up the mess and then plant some flowers in the bare spaces in the flowerbed, in hopes that they'll take over and force out the weeds. The pond project will have to wait for my next free weekend.

And the doors are all done. They look terrific. They even close and lock properly! .

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[indigobynight.livejournal.com]

That kind of stuff always makes me feel good. I think I am happiest when in my garden, pulling weeds, planting something new, even just planning it.

Did you see my post to SM about the Great Perennial Divide? You oughta go take a look tomorrow. I may get up and about and go myself (it's also by the Botanical Gardens, a plus since I get to stop in for free lunch with husb.)

R

[eternaleponine.livejournal.com]

I love gardens/gardening! You'll have to take pictures when it's all done so we can see. At home I have a bunch of plants on my windowsill because I have no place to actually have a garden, but when I was little my parents gave each of the three kids a little patch of the vegetable garden. We always grew radishes, even though we didn't eat them, because they grew fast.