On My Knees

That's where I spent most of my afternoon.

AND
not in a fun way at all.

But, it was all for a good cause.

 We are getting ready for the garden. Yay! Honeyman is tilling as we speak/ write. Whatever.

I can't wait until all our trees get big and block the neighbors house. They ruin my view.

 This is my weeping willow. I always wanted one. I can't wait til it's big and all weepy.
Please ignore the fact that my house is two different colors. We tell people we are in the middle of painting. We still have the green paint, but it never got finished and now Honeyman decided to paint it back white. Cause white is cheaper. Just letting that one go.

 These are some of the weeds I was on my knees pulling so they wouldn't wrap around the tines of the tiller. Cause I am awesome like that. I think my back may hate me, but that's OK.
I'll have me a monkey water bath later.

Here's one of my rhubarb plants that came up. After the garden flooded so bad last year, I didn't know if any would. But, two did. Yay! Cause I loves rhubarb pie!

I am so ready to plant and have fresh veggies and fruit. I love spring!

My Big Rubber Boots!

So, you know we have gotten a lot of rain?

Let's just say the earth wants Iowa to go back to wetlands.

My yard is squishy.
My front ditch is just about full.
I also have a major mess of a garden.

But, I still have some things growing so I had to get out there.
Hiking boots, which is what I normally wear in the garden, just ain't gonna cut it.
So I hauled out my big rubber boots.

I could sink practically to my knees and I wouldn't get muddy.
I'd have trouble moving, but I'd be clean looking.
These boots are the type that go on over shoes.

I put 'em on and my husband asks if they fit.
Did they fit?
Well, they went on, but they were ginormous.

So, here I go walking to the garden in these mammoth rubber boots.
Every time I took a step it made this whoosh sound.
Fun, fun!

But, I made it into the garden.
I got my stuff picked and only almost got stuck once.

Mother Earth was trying to suck me into her depths.
But, I resisted.
And after several mighty tugs, my rubber boots were free.

I have a feeling I will be wearing my big rubber boots many times this year.