so it's a week later
You know what I want to do? Work in the yard. Gasp! I know! But I don't want to mow (even thought that REALLY needs to be done). And I don't want to trim trees. Or weed the beds. Or get rid of that vine that is slowly creeping its way towards the house where it will kill us all. What I want to do is plant stuff. If you could see this place right now you'd think the last thing I need to do is put more stuff in the ground. But see, I have this little bed on the side of the garage and another one near the back entrance to the porch. And they have basically been stripped down except for a few weeds. I want to redo those. I even had inspiration on the plane last night (which has been happening a lot lately). Maybe this weekend the garage bed will get a makeover. That would make me so happy. I'm in desperate need for some expression of the creativity.