The house is full of quiet twilight because of the rain that moved in on us last night has stifled my sunlight. My children are watching some ludicrously colorful cartoon on Netflix instant, it’s sounds punctuated by my baby crawling across the hardwood floor. Kate is sleeping in, and I’m heating the water to make some coffee. I wanted to tack a pic of my kids blissfully enjoying the early morning, but the SD card has gone for a walk apparently. The TV is no longer holding their rapt attention. I guess it’s time for breakfast making.
The rain is beautiful. I’m excited to see the parts of my yard that I’ve stirred the composted soil into are doing much better with drainage. The yard is usually such a quagmire in mudseason, but it just looks like damp earth in those places that have been tilled. Maybe I won’t have to buy a yard afterall.
The rain is also saturating my garden beds. We just bought all the seeds and seedlings we could possibly have thought of yesterday from Gurnees on some ludicrous 50% off sale. We’re going to improve on last year’s garden design. No corn this year, too much effort and space demand for not much actual corn. But peas, beans, radishes, potatoes, sweet potatoes, onions, beets, carrots, lettuce, and cucumbers will be heavily planted. I also bought grapes for planting along side of the trellis my wife bade me build for her. I have to pick up a garden bench now. I think it will be quite a thing to sit beneath the grape arbor and dream of wine and summertime once the vines have taken hold.