So, about that rain. Didn’t happen. Didn’t even come close to happening. Which meant I went out and planted my herb garden.
I have to admit that I was super excited. HERBS! Fresh from the garden! Right outside our kitchen door!
After all the sweating and moaning and cursing, it was done. And I stepped back and looked at my garden.

Pretty freaking boring. All that work and it looks like, well dirt. Dirt which has seeds in it. That’s something!
Now I will check it every hour to see if anything has sprouted. There are worse obsessions, no?









