My garden is sadly neglected, but unlike the dishes and laundry which are also sorely neglected, my little plot of land seems to take care of itself, producing an abundance of produce despite my lack of attention. Green beans, tomatoes, kale, hot peppers, tomatillo, herbs…I whisper my thanks for every bit of sustenance, and vow to do better next year. This month is just too busy. There are too many demands on my time. I have been working 40+ hours a week, with only about 10 hours of childcare. So that roughly translates to no sleep!
This too shall pass, I remind myself- in a few years I suppose, when the boys are in school and there is some breathing room in my day. Not that I am wishing this time away. The boys are at such scrumptious ages- Vik is learning to walk, smiling up a storm and saying “Mama” in his husky little voice. Vijay refuses to wear anything but pajamas (as is evident by these pictures), and only wants to eat grilled cheese and peaches. Can you blame him? I want to stay in my pj’s all day, and eat peaches. These kiddos are smarter than we give them credit for!
In other gardening news, my chickens have taken to wandering around the neighborhood. We came home the other day to see the three of them strolling down the street. Add that to the fact that they aren’t laying eggs, and we’re ready to turn them into a big ole’ chicken dinner. Any advice to get them laying? I’ve heard rumors of using fake eggs, though I’m not sure what that’s about!
Anyway, I’m looking ahead to my next round of planting. Wondering if I have the energy to replant spinach and a few other fall crops. For now, I’m feeling like this month is a big sigh…the last sigh of summer, a tired sigh as I try to muster up the energy to get out of bed each morning, a sigh at the end of a long night of work, and most importantly, the contented sigh of my boys as I tuck them in each night, tired from another summer day.