05/31/2026
Got my weeding done today, brought some dirt up around the turnips, and put the straw down. It always feels good when a bed goes from looking like “someone should really deal with that” to “well look at me being responsible.”
Then we took a little road trip down to Stonewall Farm in Dover to buy annuals — some for me and some for a friend. I got hers delivered, had a wee visit, and then came back home.
The original plan was cheese, crackers, and pepperoni on the deck, but the weather was not exactly cooperating, so we adjusted. Which is a nice way of saying we parked ourselves on the couch with a big glass of Prosecco and watched Case Histories.
Honestly? Not a bad Sunday at all.
A little work, a little flowers, a little friendship, a little cheese, and a little bubbly.
That’ll do.