Sometimes you have nothing to blog about…so you just don’t blog. Sometimes you have too much to blog about, so things just pile up. Then you just can’t seem to blog because things seem too old to blog about when you final do blog. And then there are times when you are busy, day and night… and there is no time to blog. I have truly been hit with all three of these reasons for not blogging, in the past month. There isn’t a day that doesn’t go by that I don’t write a blog in my head about things that go on in my day. My gardens are a source of stories daily. My pond and its lack of frogs this year… Mollie and her bladder infections… walking in the mornings with Debbie (and our 200 mosquito escorts). There are new developments each day having to do with Michelle and Scott’s wedding. I have two and hopefully three young nieces coming to spend a week with me for their east coast vacation (and I have plans on them dusting, vacuuming, doing dishes and laundry!!!). Even our damp weather is bloggable (hence, the blog yesterday)
The rainstorm yesterday beat down every flower, lettuce leaf and beet green. My gardens are littered with dead bloom petals and tree leaves. It won’t be long before they dry up and compost into the soil but right now it looks like there was a teeny tiny rock concert in each one of my flowerbeds, and all that was left was the litter. . Also, the lettuce and beets were pounded into the soil and I had to go and gently unstuck them from the wet soil that held them down.
I spent my morning washing the mud off my cucumber leaves and the tomatoes. I weeded the millions of little weeds that thrive so vibrantly in my flowerbeds. there are hopes of sun times coming. My whole soul needs some sun!
3 comments:
I guess we've been hogging the sun too much .... we've really had some sunny days... downright hot... today is overcast and cooler... so hopefully you have to sun... Sorry about your garden and flower beds...
Me too. With all the rain and damp weather, I'm in a blog rut. I can only think of things to do with the weather to blog about. Our hostas have happy faces on them, but the lawn at the cottage is just like walking on a sponge. It's so wet.
I need the sun too! I miss my daily dose of Donna-sunshine even more!
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