Some time tomorrow, I'll be moving most of the contents of the HP closet into the garage space I created. I still need to sort through everything, but as my habit is to open the HP closet door, see the ceiling high mess and immediately close the door -- the mental block is as dense as the contents of the closet -- it may not happen for a while. I'm excited to find what I need to find, but at the same time, I'm terrified some skippy-lu-lu will come through and destroy something, as is their habit. I'm also afraid that I won't have the time necessary to sort through the boxes and that I'll throw out something rare and beautiful that I tucked away for safe keeping. It's happened before. I cannot be rushed through this process, and everything needs careful examination before being put away again. It's the monkeys on my back that prevent me from beginning.
|For those of you who think me prone to exaggeration (which I am) -- proof of pileage.|
The seeds the wee one and I planted last week are sprouting! The cukes popped up, a couple of other things have too, but I don't know what they are. We didn't label anything as it doesn't matter what they are, they're all going into pots once they're big enough to plant. I'm pretty excited that I got some things to go this year. Last year it was potatoes and tomatoes, thyme, rosemary, lettuces, and a single feeble pepper plant. We're also putting the white and blue sages into the dirt this year. Maybe later on today as part of the wee one's gardening education. I have just the spot for them both where they will get loads of direct sunlight and just the right amount of water. I want to harvest my own white sage once in a while, and the clevelandii is an amazing scent -- nearly floral -- and I'd love to have some fresh to harvest for a small distillation session.