Hi friends! We made it to the end of the week. Whew! Is anyone else as exhausted as I am? I'm sure we all feel a little battered and bruised.
Well, one of my simple pleasures in life is my tiny garden that I started when I first moved in with Chris after we got married. I felt this inexplicable longing for something--maybe post-traumatic stress from the wedding? Maybe growing pains? Just a general malaise. Blah.
Well, starting a garden from seed and tending to it everyday seemed to nurture my soul. I can't say enough about it--even though I have the brown thumb of death, these flowers and tomatoes seem to grow. DESPITE my best efforts!
It's a wonderful exercise to feel at peace with yourself, to be outdoors, to let go of your stress. 'Course, my favorite part is being able to eat from my own plants--as a city girl, I find that AMAZING. I water these suckers everyday--and in a few weeks, I EAT what I just added water to.
BLOWS. MY. MIND.
