I'd been doing the bare minimum in the garden lately (which really just means watering when there hasn't been rain), and it had begun to show. This morning Little Man, Brown-Eyed Boy, and I tackled the garden right after our morning chores were finished. They helped me water everything thoroughly. That progressed to pulling out the weeds. Most were little baby maples that had sprouted from the not-raked-up maple keys that fell over the late spring, but there were also some thistles, clover, and an unidentified vine through the day lilies. From there I went on to thin the lilies. They are one of the plants that seem to flourish, even under my inept care, to the point where they are overtaking the garden alongside the garage. So I dug my shovel deep into the earth and pulled out somewhere between eight and ten huge clumps of them from the roots. It did seem that there wasn't much of a dent made, but maybe when I go to look later I'll see that it's better!
The lilies are coming in to bud.
Only one blossom so far.
Tiny tomatoes are beginning to appear. Oh the dreams of plump red juiciness.
All in all it was a good morning. Physical activity is so good for me, yet I shy away from it. Gardening isn't as hard as I often think it is, although a little more knowledge and experience would be helpful!
When I went out to get photos this evening, this little mosquito was sitting on the leaf. I'm glad I saw him first!
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