Today was one of those incredibly busy days that I never thought would be part of my life. I went to a plant sale at a church, abandoned it for a plant sale at the conservation authority (I got tomatoes and a shrubbery). I wrestled a grape vine in the woods while on the phone to Spain. I planted bulbs and shared hostas with my neighbour. I broke the blade of my shovel and set up my composter.
I made spring jam with rhubarb from my dad's garden. I discovered a new way of making labels for my jars (the red blade with the largest Creative Memories circle makes a perfectly sized circle for wide mouth mason jar).
I made rhubarb crisp, which I shared with another neighbour. I tried to go to a star gazing thing at the museum, but it was cloudy. Also? I cleaned up cat puke and I had my legs professionally waxed (don't worry, no pictures). Today my life was pretty much as full as life can possibly be. Tonight I will sleep well.
Isn't a shrubbery a bunch of
Isn't a shrubbery a bunch of shrubs, or the area of the garden where a bunch of shrubs reside? Admittedly it's conceivable that you bought part of a garden that's full of shrubs, but seems unlikely.
Ok, I admit, mostly I just wanted to say shrubbery. Shrubbery!
Pedantry aside, sounds like a good day. :)
I don't know how you find
I don't know how you find the time to do all the stuff you do, all the knitting, launching books, flying around the world to conventions... really amazing.