I am pulled in many different directions this summer, rushing from chore to chore. I could not make it through a day without my clipboard thick with lists, and wake up in the night worrying I’ve forgotten something crucial. However, I’m slowly making progress on many fronts, including the future garden.
Yesterday I cleaned sods out of about a third of the wall (skipping the top where the yellow jackets are nesting). I know Allen would be pleased.