Here in lovely middle Georgia we are having summer. It's going to be 88 degrees here today.
This weather is playing Jedi mind tricks on me. I am ready for summer vacation. I'm so tired of making the kids go to school.
We cleaned out the pool and filled it up last week and I spent most of Saturday and Sunday in the backyard gardening while the kids swam.
In the past two weeks I've planted tomatoes, zucchini, cucumbers, bell peppers, basil, thyme (two kinds), oregano (two kinds), dill, cilantro, and parsley (two freaking kind).
Much of that went into newly dug beds. Dug out of sod. Not fun.
I've also cleaned out my front yard flowers and planted a bunch of gerbera daisies, marigolds and zinnias. I'm having daily conversations with the mint and chocolate mint because they are threatening to take over everything. Which I love. But really it's ridiculous.
I also relocated two azaleas.
Dang, I am quite awesome aren't I?
Also the lavender is out of control. It needs to be trimmed back but it's blooming and I can't cut it when it's blooming. I mean I can, I just won't. It also produces quite a few babies which I can't throw away, but keep planting. Eventually my yards are going to be solid lavender, mint and oregano. Which might not be a bad thing.
Don't even get me started on the rosemary.
Most of our backyard is a jungle so I'm trying to trim hedges and cut down trees. This summer I'm really going to try and clean it up. I hired my ex-lawn guy to trim the front hedges because I hate that job so very much. Also whenever he comes by we discuss literature, world travel, art, yoga, boating, running, etc. The only thing that would make him better would be if he were still my lawn guy and not my ex-lawn guy.