NOTHING IS NORMAL. So normal stuff is .... nice. Maybe appreciated a little more.
The annual "Getting The Garden Ready" experience has started. Yesterday we took out dead plants, removed the fence, and I did a surface till. Sheryl has been patiently pulling out grass and weeds. I will do one more deep till later today or tomorrow. Sheryl is going to get the plants tonight. Seeds and plants go in the ground on Tuesday. Normal.
We are unable to walk after this experience. My arms are barking at me from just doing a few minutes of tilling. It's worse for Sheryl. It gets worse every year as we age. You would think we'd learn after all these years.
Nope. It's gotta be done, and we're going to do it. Bleep you, COVID-19. You can't stop us from getting the garden ready. Even our neighbor a few doors down offered encouragement - "Get those tomato plants in!" he said. Sheryl brings him and others on the block tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and other fresh produce. I'm especially looking forward to the cucumbers and Sheryl promises some melons this year too.
Sheryl jokes she might get a stand at the Farmer's Market in Washington Park, if it opens this summer. Why not? It's not like the store is closed or waiting on stimulus checks or to see if our state grant will be approved. Wait. We are. May as well get the garden ready.
Here's to a good growing season.