I am tired of living surrounded by boxes full of stuff. I suppose i could attempt to empty them, but I find I can easily ignore them to do something else.

Such as beginning to double-dig a small garden patch for Carol's okra next year. Or even a wee bit of lettuce this fall. Have to get busy and plant stuff soon though, as the season gets short. I am working in a pre-worked plot, so the first 6 inches are easy to move. The next 6 are a lot harder. I have a spading fork that I push into the rock like clay with a lot of rocking. Fortunately, I am still quite heavy and can use my weight to help me achieve my goal. I was sitting in the house last night after another short session (1/2 hour or so a couple times since arriving here) and enjoying the way my hands felt. Bit sore from the shovel and spading fork.

Went for a walk in the park yesterday morning. Even the native trees out in the woods are looking sad and droopy from lack of water. We really do need some water.


Today I have to get ready for next week: iron some clothes (blech), cook some soups (yum), dig more dirt, maybe trim some bush in the front and back yard.

The rosemary plant that I moved from the old place to the new appears to be living. It is a gorgeously huge plant and looks great. Rosemary makes a great path side shrug as brushing it while walking past releases a great odor. It is also getting close to pansie purchasing time. Still a little warm for them, but not for long.

My toe is still too sore for running. I tried again yesterday and could not do it. One uses ones toes to push off while running, and the little toe seems quite important given the amount of whining it does right now. I am thinking I will try pedaling round a bit and see if that is easier on the toe.