Today, I finally got some much needed time in my garden. Raking leaves out of the garden that protected my roses, pulling weeds, staking and pruning the rose bushes, taking inventory of what survived the winter and what needs a replacement.
I still have much to do. A vegetable garden to plant. Seeds to sow. and zillions of thistles and other weeds to pull (oh, the queen anne's lace! You are so pretty, but why must you be so invasive?), mulching, amending my hard as clay soil. A whole summer's worth of gardening projects.
Yet what is better than getting out in the sun, feeling the heat of it, and getting dirt under your fingernails? Gardening is my first love, before knitting, cooking, all of those other crafty things. It is in my blood. Perennials and vegetables course through my veins from generations back. I truly feel at home in the garden.