No more black thumb!

Nothing like spending a few hours in the garden digging dirt.

My back is sore and my thigh muscles twinge every time I move, from all that exercise. Maybe I'm getting old. A few hours of gardening have done me in! But in a pleasant, happy sort of way.

The skies were ominously dark for most of today. Then it finally rained and when it stopped, I decided to take advantage of the wet earth and just go ahead and dig. Digging was easy since the ground gave way easily. I was able to put in a bunch of flowering plants and transplant other plants from varied areas of the garden.

There is a school of thought that says one should never work the soil when it is wet. But digging dry-as-rock earth is way harder and less appealing. So I'm willing to take my chances.

I was careful though not to compress or compact the soil in any way.

Over the years, I've killed more plants than I care to remember. But every Spring I take great pleasure in getting my hands dirty. Maybe this will be my lucky year.

No more black thumb. Call me green thumb!