It wasn't so bad to tidy it up. I had to do a few things I don't like to do (admit something is dead) and a few things I don't mind so much but I'm still not crazy about (deal with big spider webs). The weeds were plentiful, but they hadn't taken over. The plants I meant to be there were still winning. That's nice.
The front yard hasn't had any attention since my first attempt long ago. It's not beautiful. I MUST put a raised bed in when the chance arrives. It can't go on as it has.
The side on the front is dreadful. I pulled up the horrible weed barrier last fall and since then it's run amok. It, too, needs some serious attention. Heaven only knows who will grant it. Not me, I think. In happier news, the yellow-flower bush is still flowering.
My difficulty has been entirely to do with lack of inspiration. There isn't anything new going in. I don't have to prep the ground for something wonderful that I want to have a nice life. It's just maintenance now. And with the side yard, maintenance is easy, except when I go away for a month and monsters come and trample and im-blue everything while I'm gone. Oh, and it rains continually for a month after that. It turns out that I'm not a good gardener then. I need something nice. I need a reward.
Today my reward is dual. I spent some pleasant minutes in the sunshine AND the side yard is no longer a disaster. There are a few other good bits of news, too. I'll write more about them in the expanded posts. I think one long post is easier for me to write, but harder for me to find the relevant note in later, so I'm going to write many posts.
Anyway, I hope I can find inspiration to deal with the front before the cold comes in the autumn. So far, the only thing I can think of is shame. I can't bear that our house looks trashy with all those weeds surrounding it. Unfortunately, I'm not quite embarrassed enough.
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