I was in need of a day like yesterday. After a killer ending of the school year, and a deadline for a book that refused to end, Wednesday was really my first day to do what *I* wanted. And for once, the weather cooperated.
What was my big indulgence? I’m sooo high-maintenance–I spent the day weeding my perennial gardens The temps were low seventies, with a nice breeze. My flowers are in bloom and it was…paradise. There is something so therapeutic about weeding. (And no, I don’t hire out. I don’t need that much therapy!)
Maybe it’s being out in nature (without being too hot, because I’m a wimp.) Or maybe it’s just that mindless activity acts as a de-stresser. But it was heaven. Digging and pulling and actually seeing a bit of progress in ‘the jungle’–my back bed (top pics). I actually have found a couple spots I could fit a couple more things, I think.
When the kids were home my biggest desire was grass It was in short supply with bikes and bats and balls lying all around. Not to mention the constant traffic through it. The basketball court was in front, the football field on the north side and the baseball diamond in the backyard. Grass came to my house to die.
After years of trial and error we’ve finally got some well-established beds. And there’s a special joy in spending time outside in the little paradise we’ve created.
What’s your idea of a perfect day? Does it involve activity or just curling up with a good book?