Each fall, as I'm savoring the last of our homegrown veggies and bracing myself for another winter of hibernation, I proclaim that next year will be 'the year of the garden'. I vow to sew seeds indoors, build that gate, and get everything planted in the right spot and on the right schedule. And then, without fail, a baby or a project sails into our lives and eclipses all those garden plans. 2015 is proving no exception, and will now officially be dubbed, 'the year of the house'.
With my brain in a frenzy over the impending packing of boxes, steaming of wallpaper, and converting of heating systems, the attitude towards gardening has been decidedly laissez-faire. We have direct seeded this and that, not worrying about being late or planning. With everything shifting and in an upheaval, it's a comfort to know that we will keep our little community plot, and gardening is proving a great family escape. Who knows what will grow, but maybe we will get lucky and finally achieve that effortless success I've always envied. And if it goes bust, there's always 2016.
*these photos are from my iPhone, and if you follow me on instagram you have seen most of them. that's a real pet peeve of mine! but our camera lens is struggling and i thought if i didn't blog soon, this space might grow cobwebs. the one benefit of the iPhone though is the ease of taking videos. this one below just makes me happy, our girl is easily entertained.
hose happy from Mama Smith on Vimeo.
You know, I think you're doing pretty fantastic. There's only so much time in the day, after all! That Ruby is melting my heart with her little voice!ReplyDelete
Wow, the littlest Smith has grown so much! Amazing how fast babies change in those first few years. I am so excited for your move-- but I don't envy you moving. I vowed never to move again when we got Cecilia, and I mean to keep that vow!ReplyDelete
Look at her delighting in that hose! So sweet! I could show you a real slacker's garden. ;) I agree you are doing amazing. Moving truly sucks. My best advice is to purge, purge, purge first! (Saying this as somebody who most definitely did NOT purge.) Stuff fell out of the giant moving truck when they opened the doors. Don't make my mistake sister. ;)ReplyDelete