Still headachey, still "a bit squiffy", but all in all, I remained upright and non-vomitous during work hours. I even managed to head out to the garden afterward, and enjoy some sunshine while playing in the dirt before repeated bending resulted in a touch of nausea. Flu notwithstanding, it was a lovely afternoon to be outside. The birds were singing, kids were playing, dogs were barking, one of my neighbors was busily mowing down the 1/8th inch of growth from his lawn. Ahh, spring in a small village filled with lawn obsessed neurotic norwegians. There's nothing quite like the roar and rattle of a lawn tractor filling an otherwise peaceful afternoon.
Today was the day to clear off a portion of the luxurious growth of Creeping Charlie (aka common ground mint) that seems to be in love with my garden. If it was a cash crop, I'd be King. Too bad you can't sell it on the black market.
Hmm. Maybe you can? Folks seem to smoke nearly anything these days.
Note to self: Research halucinogenic properties of Creeping Charlie.
Second note to self: Reassure any agents from the DEA lurking in cyberspace alert for any mention of black market, drugs or halucinogens that I am really not serious about becoming the next Drug Czar of Prairie Farm. Really.
Anyhoo, I dug and scraped and discovered that my one hoe is defunct. I routinely kill my gardening implements. I don't think I am that hard on them. I am likely just not taking care of them. But how much care does a $10 hoe require? Then again, it could be like my mania with toasters. I kill toasters every six months of so. Who knew it was wrong to want your toast, toasty? Apparently I am to only want it pale and limp and non-toasty. Blech.
Back to the garden: removal of Charlie was a success. I was left with two smallish beds, of luscious dark rich soil (once my compost heap was where these beds are now), where I will soon plant garlic, horseradish and asparagus. Just imagine, a whole bunch of THIS waiting for picking:
Ooooh. Ahhhh. Who needs halucinogens when you can take a whiff off freshly grated horseradish? Hoooeeeee. No need for Sinutabs, either.
Cute post.
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