I'm pretty much stuck in the mud.

The flower bed is still not dry - except of course for the stuff I've already dig out.  It is like concrete.  I really don't know what to do.  Guess I'll keep at it and hope I get that sweet spot where the clay will break up.

I thought I could at least get the grass cut but no, the mower won't start.  Even with the magic spray and kicking it in a few stratigic places.  That just got me a hurt toe.

I DID get the iris I'd dug out a while ago divided.  I can take some to Bennett when I go this weekend.

Can't clean it or finish it.

Argh! I set a goal to get about five feet of flower garden cleaned out, seemed easy, quickly done and I would reward myself with a couple of new plants to go into that spot.  Good goal, great reward, I was excited.  I had the motivation to get after it.  And I went at it hard.

Two trash cans of quack grass roots and oh, about two feet finished and I ran into a serious setback - a wet setback.  For some reason that I haven't figured out yet, the ground is staying wet.  The wet ground is mostly clay (and quack grass roots) and is impossible to dig up and seperate from the weedy stuff.

I still don't have a plan of attack but I started by turning off all the water to the sprinkler system in the whole backyard.  Soon it should dry to just the right state that will allow me to dig and seperate.  That does happen with clay soil, you just have to wait for it.  Another case where timeing is everything.

If that time doesn't come or I miss it, I think I will just dig out all the bad, root infested dirt and put in new stuff.

Still Wazzed

Long time since I've posted to this blog and it is still here!  I am amazed!  I'd like to think that I fixed or finished a few more things but, alas, no.  I am actually even more behind.  Doing the hands really did a number on my activities and my motivation.  The motivation is starting to come back with less angst over the hands.  I still need to work carefully and not over do things but that is not reason I can't do things.  Just work mindfully, I tell myself, in all things.

The photo is of the okra growing is my garden.  That I have a garden this year is sort of amazing and that it looks as good as it does is due to my grandsons who weeded most of it.  Thanks Guys!