Friday, July 01, 2005

The things we don't do

I spent an hour this morning clearing overgrown flowerbeds of grass and weeds. I liked it. I love working in the yard but I never do it. True the constant battle of trying to keep my house clean ( I am woefully inadequate on that front) keeps me preoccupied. But why do I never get outside?

It's like yoga. I love doing yoga, I feel so relaxed, my body feels great, I have more energy. Everytime I practice I say "WHY don't I do this everyday?" And the next day comes and I don't find the time and months pass by before I roll out my mat again.

My neighbor is retired and spends his time in the yard. It is the nicest garden. But he has TIME and MONEY to invest. I am surprised at how expensive yardwork is. You need tools, and stones, and plants and in our case dirt because we live apparently on a slab of clay. Which means if I want to grow food I need garden boxes so I can have a raised bed. The point is this is the yard next to mine so whenever I think about the state of my yard I get depressed comparing it to the garden of bliss next door. The only thing pretty in our yard are the things climbing over the fence from next door.

So funny little story. I went from the back yard through the house to the garage to get a rake. I opened the garage door and walked to the gate to go back into the yard. I opened the gate and was met by a ... JUNGLE...yes a jungle of weeds taller than myself. Luckily I had the rake to hack my way through.

Maybe we will spend the holiday weekend in the garden...

1 comment:

Sara said...

The same thing happened at our house. A jungle sprung up in the course of two weeks.