I’m not sure if I’ve blogged about this at all yet. It’s another one of our seemingly endless stream of projects: bees, garden, swing set, meadow . . .
I haven’t (I’m pretty sure) blogged about the meadow because I know some of you (hi family!) already think I am the biggest dork and will possibly leave comments accordingly. But now? I don’t care. Because?
Yes, I had my terribly tolerant husband till up a large part of the back field so that I could plant a wildflower meadow.
And why does this make me a dork?
Because it is in the shape of a circle. (But seriously, you’ve seen my husband, right? Why wouldn’t I want to recreate the whole Twilight meadow thing?)
Actually, it’s two circles. The first is a big ring, and the second is a smaller circle in the center of the big ring. My hope is to get out there at some point with something toxic and kill all the residual wheat grass and weeds growing between the ring and the inner circle so that I can plant better, softer grass.
For mother’s day, in addition to other stuff, McH bought me willow and dogwood tress to plant around the outside of the outer ring so that, hopefully, in a few years, the meadow will be pretty secluded and hidden from view.
It is definitely a work in progress, and there are many weeds in amongst the flowers. The problem is that until something actually blooms, I can’t tell what is weed at what is not (with a few exceptions, like thistle and dandelion). I would actually love to go out and weed it today (see? big dork! either that or I’m getting old), but I have much to do inside.
July starts tomorrow, and it is going to be a busy, busy month. In no particular order, July brings: vacation, agency picnic, family coming for a visit, friends coming for a visit, more family coming for a visit, and other stuff I am undoubtedly forgetting. Because of all this, I have been trying to get caught up on weeding the garden, doing the laundry and grocery shopping, cleaning the house, etc. etc. We have set the kidlets to much cleaning and folding and other chores which make them roll their eyes and act as if they were The Most Abused Children On the Earth.
We had the garage sale, which was pretty much a bust (but what does one expect when one lives in the Middle of Nowhere?), so at least that is done and out of the way (though all of the leftover stuff is NOT out of the way, as it is still sitting on tables in our garage).
I still have to get the whole school situation figured out (tried to make an appointment with the principal, but she never called back and I haven’t followed up), and I feel like summer is just zipping by at breakneck speed. I suppose that is because we have been so busy and have so much planned. So if you don’t see me commenting on your blogs, it’s not because I’ve stopped reading, it’s just that I’m getting terribly, terribly behind in reading. But I’ll catch up, eventually . . . after I weed my meadow.
And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.