Usually, this time of year, I have already cleaned up my vegetable garden and flower beds in preparation for fall.
Only this fall, life has given us a new schedule.
My Dad, Sisters and I are staying at the hospital as much as we can. All of us have had to return to work, but we are making a point for one of us to be with Mom during the day. Every day. We want her to know we love her and want her to get better. Strokes have their own healing schedule and we have to accept that fact of recovery. I’m not very patient. I want her better–yesterday.
Today was my day to stay home. I decided to make this a dirt therapy day. I needed to do mundane chores like roll up soaker hoses and dead head flowers. Eight hours later, I had cleaned up most of the garden, planted winter wheat as a cover crop, and prepared a spot for my first garlic bed.