Now is the exciting part when the seeds and sprouts go in and the magic begins. It's the time when, if I were a more organized gardener, I'd be taking planting notes and reviewing last year's garden journal entries. However, the full "flower" moon has just passed and the hermit thrush are returning to the woods; that's as good a notebook entry as any for me.
Thankfully, the other gardening convention that I'm not too attached to is gardening by daylight. Sure, sure that is the BETTER way to go, but when the inevitable occurs as it did yesterday, I don't mind finding myself in the garden while the moon is rising and the geese are beginning to settle down for the night. It's a different kind of peace than I feel in the early morning hours of gardening: a winding down for the evening rather than an awakening to the day.
(I do not yet have all the skills for taking night shots without a flash, but a girl's got to start learning...)
This morning my muscles are a bit sore and my eyes a bit bleary but I'm grinning from ear to ear. The weather forecast is rain for the next three days and all my freshly planted seeds and sprouts are gonna love it.
*it seems my comma button decided to stop working midway through this post. Maybe it is tired today too?
* quite clearly night gardening would not happen without the help of Champ. You are the best XOXO!