Is it normal to think of gardening at every waking moment? I find myself at work — we are reading Romeo and Juliet currently — and wondering if the aphids have come back.
Right now things are well managed. I released lady bugs to take care of pests and have an abundance of things to harvest. I’m also frantically planting up all the free space I can find. I’m not too taxed by watering. Life is perfect, except for the fact I can’t be outside every waking moment.
I also can’t seem to blog much these days either. Real life is too busy and fulfilling. No down time here!