I was in need of a day like yesterday. After a killer ending of the school year, and a deadline for a book that refused to end, Wednesday was really my first day to do what *I* wanted. And for once, the weather cooperated.
What was my big indulgence? I'm sooo high-maintenance--I spent the day weeding my perennial gardens
Maybe it's being out in nature (without being too hot, because I'm a wimp.) Or maybe it's just that mindless activity acts as a de-stresser. But it was heaven. Digging and pulling and actually seeing a bit of progress in 'the jungle'--my back bed (top pics). I actually have found a couple spots I could fit a couple more things, I think.
When the kids were home my biggest desire was grass
After years of trial and error we've finally got some well-established beds. And there's a special joy in spending time outside in the little paradise we've created.
What's your idea of a perfect day? Does it involve activity or just curling up with a good book?