farming is hard
I read alot of the Vegetable Victory Garden book yesterday, and I learned all about the million things you're supposed to do to each plant in your garden to keep it healthy. It's kind of discouraging, because I haven't been doing a single one of those things. How was I supposed to know?! I'm amazed I got any sort of crop at all. And now today it was about a hundred degrees, and I'm sure everything out there got all wilty and is practically dead. I didn't get out to check and water and things, because I was too busy trying not to wilt myself. Luckily our neighboor has a pool, and sort of invited ourselves over there to swim this evening. Otherwise we may not have survived.
Yesterday was also the last day I had the kindergardeners in the classroom; they're all off to summer vacation now, and I have only one day left of working at Mason-Rice. It was sure sad to say goodbye to the kids--and I don't know what I'll do without them to keep me occupied and entertained--but for the rest of it I say good riddance. I hope to be able to put the place into some kind of order here, in my new free time. Schedules and plans and things will be necessary, I believe, to help me bring some sense of order to this vast expanse of unstructured time that has suddenly opened up before me. One thing I plan on doing is spending more time in the garden, but I think I may have to give up on vegetables; I don't know that I have the skill and dedication. I'm thinking about putting in a rock garden.