It’s primetime spring now, and I’m binging on beauty and planting things.  I have to make myself take a break to come inside and do housework.  Sometimes the kitchen is such a disaster area that I have to stay clear of it altogether.

Things I did yesterday: dig up some comfrey plants that were taking over the herb garden to give a local gardener; rescue a dying columbine; thin out some ruellia that was overtaking some poppies; have the former owners (Boshart) who designed the whole garden over to take a look around and talk shop; and (don’t judge me) finally mow the front hayfield.  I mowed the section I want to turn into a garden very short, so I can then layer it with cardboard and the rest.  The backyard is still uncut for now.  When my strawberry plants arrive, I’ll immediately plant them in the set-aside bed.