I have to admit that this is the first year in over 30 years that my motivation to get out in the garden is at an all time low. Maybe its because the weather is cold and cloudy. Maybe its because work is so demanding. Maybe its because I'm still taking these blood thinners. Whatever, I am not very interested this year. Maybe its because I'm afraid of cutting or scratching myself.

I did manage to bake a rhubarb crumble. Isn't it amazing how dear those homemade desserts become to your children once they have left home? My strawberries didn't really produce much of anything. The cauliflower has bugs. The Mizuna was tasty. The lettuce looks a little tough. The beans were doing fine and then they just keeled over. Guess I'll plant some more. The tomatoes and the cucumbers look like they are worth saving. All in all, a disappointing year for me. I even divorced my houseplants and let them die. Some I had for twenty years.

I did manage to plant a few of Bobert's climbing hyacinth beans. They have sprouted and look quite healthy. I'm anxious to see the blooms.

Oh yes, the flowers and herbs. No matter what I do, they seem to bloom. The wallflowers were so pretty! I also love my little fox gloves (not the tall, wild ones) but a short variety for the garden. For some reason I also love the delicate Columbines.

Exactly at this moment, there is only lettuce, rhubarb and herbs to eat. Everything else is waiting for sun and TLC.

I'm beginning to wonder if a vegetable garden is too much work for me. I wonder if I should just convert it all to flowers and shrubs. I think I'll wait until I retire to make that decision. Once I retire I might have more time.

Maybe if I just get my butt out there, I will regain some energy.