Possibly Worst Blogger Ever

It is possible that I have become the worst blogger ever, excepting my daughter Jen who is much worse than I. ;) Since we came back from our trip I have been busier than I have been in a long while. I am sure you all have. At least those of you who live in Canada and plant by the May Long weekend rule. As I said before, my neighbor across the road allowed me to use his garden this year. Paul tilled it and raked it for me and Athena and I planted it last week. It took hours to do. It is the biggest garden I have ever had. I think the dimensions are something like 15ft x 50 feet. We planted carrots, radish, spinach, mesclun, parsnips, beets, turnips. We did some green beans, wax beans, scarlet runner beans, two kinds of pumpkin, cucumbers, zucchini. In our back alley we planted potatoes. Red and yellow. Needless to say my body aches. Aches I tell you. I am almost 45 years old and I am not the spring chicken I used to be. My yoga mat is calling from the studio "Come use me. You need it."

In addition to all that veg, we did our annuals too. Lots of annuals. This years theme is "Oh Canada!" You guessed it, red and white flowers. Only red and white. ( If you haven't already gleaned that information, I LOVE CANADA. Except the wine.) That was for the front yard. In the back we planted all my favorites. Fragrant favorites. Sweet pea, stock, alysssum, four o'clocks, Cosmos (I know, not fragrant but lovely all the same), morning glory, evenings scented stock. The flowers I love are not that showy but the smell is summer to me. Plus, we put up a bat house and scented flowers are said to attract bats.

I have literally fallen into bed (after a long hot shower) every night by 9:30. That is how tired I have been. Couple that with having had company all weekend, (which was so nice. All the girls came home!) the laundry, cooking and cleaning that accompanies that and the schooling and you have one tired Mama.

The lilacs are blooming and the crab apple tree is full of flowers. The scent of summer is wafting through the air. And yet... and yet, it is forecast to snow this weekend. Again. But you know what? In this part of the country, here in dear Canada, we take what we get. I see some popcorn, a movie or two and some birch wood fires in the fireplace in our near future. An possibly corn chowder and home made mac and cheese.