I am not a gardener. I like having a garden, but I don't do gardening. Alas every now and again in every person's life there comes a time when you have to make exceptions. Today was such a day.
Now, I don't usually write about negative things. I try to make this blog about beauty, creativity and inspiration. But I have to get this off my chest.
It has been building up over the last few days... that feeling of wanting to strangle certain people (read: a darling beloved offspring or two). So this morning after school drop-off I attacked the garden. It was in it's end of season, overgrown, not very attractive state, so I ripped up old perennials, dug up dead shrubs and pruned back low hanging branches. Then I dug up all the empty flower beds and mixed in some compost and other dead stuff. I worked up a good sweat and burned a load of calories (or so I like to believe).
Then I went for a swim, showered and went back to school for pick-up.
I think I saved at least two lives today.
Tomorrow we will go to the Garden Center and buy something bright and flowery.