Good golly! It's almost the end of February!
That means it's time to start planning my summer plantings. I'm excited, but I just don't feel quite ready. Actually I don't feel like I have enough time to even sit down and think about it.
I have the "I want to do everything I've been wanting to do for the past few years and I want to do it this year." That translates: put in three or four raised beds for my herbs and lettuce and onions and whatever else I get a hankering to grow; build some sort of chicken coop or tractor (although that has become a bit complicated since my sister's chickens have been making their way up to our backyard and now I have to think of a way to confine mine; big bummer); start a compost (we started one a couple of years ago but ruined it when we put some things other than vegetation in it so now I want to start a real one); go outside and rip out my old herb plants that I didn't take out before winter; and start seeds, preferably indoors so that they'll be ready for outdoor planting at the beginning of summer (which means I need to buy some equipment so we can do this in our basement).
Here's the big problem. I may be handy with a sewing machine and crochet hook, but I am not the least bit handy with power tools. It's probably because, other than my one mandatory semester of wood shop in high school, I really haven't had much experience with power tools besides a drill.
But I want to learn. Do you think I can do it? It's intimidating to me. I'm not much for measuring. I'm not a fan of numbers. I much rather eye-ball it. That's how I hang pictures on my walls, whereas my mathematically/mechanically inclined husband measures and levels and so forth. But not I. I eyeball, hang it, and then pray it looks mostly decent.
My dear, dear husband is up to his eyeballs with renovation, but it's not at our home. We've been busy renovating our church, and I hate to ask him to build me a coop and get the materials for the raised beds. I actually think I could handle the raised beds. That wouldn't require too much mathematical effort, would it? :)
But for now, I'm going to sit here at my kitchen counter with my books (I'll share some of them with you soon) and a journal, reading about various plants and herbs, sketching my backyard and my garden beds, reviewing chicken farming, and so forth.
And if we don't get to all the stuff I'd like to do, well, there's always next year (or the year after, or the year after that...)
Dreaming of beds overflowing with mint and dill and parsley and other such things,