City living can get me down sometimes. Sure, there’s beauty here. I run across it all around. Like this lovely little scene just down the street.
Looks like a beautiful spot to explore and maybe have a picnic. Until you look to the side. And see this.
I understand why they have to set boundaries and protect the natural places. But the limits can be stifling to this country girl. So, I come home to my little garden and try to shut out the sounds of the city and dream of the day we’ll be back at Castle Rock.
And speaking of my garden, here’s some recent pictures. It’s just about time to start thinning the radishes and lettuce. I actually picked and ate a couple of the lettuce seedlings which had somehow* gotten planted amongst some of the carrots. It was a delicious foretaste of the salads we’ll be eating in just a little while.
*somehow – like maybe because a two year old was helping me plant? 😉
Seeing my little garden and how well it’s coming along helps me to better endure our time here. Gives me a purpose outside the house. And will eventually give us healthy food to eat. A win-win situation.