Gardening

And so it begins. What, you may ask?

Backaches, that’s what!

I remembered today that gardening tends to kill my back. I remembered it when I transplanted the peonies with their monster root balls in wet soil that weighed about 600 pounds.

Okay – so I’m exaggerating – but only a tiny wee bit.

I moved three of those suckers and dug them into a new bed that I basically had to hack out of solid rock and clay. Fun times.

Far more important, however, is that the lettuce and cabbage have sprouted and I sowed the first radishes outdoors.

The temperature climbed up to a balmy 18 degrees! Alisa and I took full advantage with a nice, long walk on the Galena Trail. I was mightily impressed with a volunteer on the trail moving rocks away from the slide area in a wheelbarrow. We didn’t have to step aside or ask – he was fully aware and distanced himself from us. So nice to see that when normal around here seems to be everyone ignoring distancing completely. This was hugely evident today in the grocery store.

At any rate, it was a good day. I wrote a piece for the KMC newsletter, and made all sorts of lists, which is wonderful because the minute I make the list, I feel like I have already done everything on it so I get to fulfill my achievement needs without actually doing anything. This is a very cool trick.

Tomorrow I get to practice physical distancing in Nelson. Let’s see how that goes.

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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