A favorite blogger writes: "What has happened to all the women who are done with child-rearing? Young voices permeate the blogosphere." What do sixty-something women do with their lives, especially if they do not have full-time jobs? We're here to find that out.
Friday, March 30, 2007
April. May. June, too. Those, for me, are the gardening months. After July 4th, forget it. By then it's too hot to spend much time outside, too late to plant without massive watering, though of course there are tempting bargains to be had then, so I invariably think "this time it will be different", and, of course, it never is.
The first order of business is to get rid of all the leaves that somehow never got raked last fall. It's kind of a treasure hunt to see what's underneath. Bulbs, of course. Nepeta already greening up. Hellebores in glorious bloom. I think I spotted some foxgloves! I have such trouble getting them to winter over, but this was such a mild winter....
This won't be morphing entirely into a garden blog. But it may become the main topic of conversation for a while.