Growing

I've been debating whether or not to have a garden this year.

I loved having one last year. It was a joy to have so much fresh produce all summer long. And, unexpectedly, I enjoy weeding. A lot. It was very relaxing for me. Maybe that's how some people feel about sewing and crafting. Huh.

There are a few reasons I haven't started seedlings in the office and staked out my garden plot yet. One is, I'm not sure if they've started assigning plots yet. Another is, we're still not sure how long we'll be living here. Our contract is up and we're just waiting to see if we get a notice of our rent going up. We could ask, but we really don't want to rock that particular boat. If they think we're swell renters and they want to keep us around, who are we to remind them that they wanted to raise our rent?

The other reason is that for the last eighteen weeks I've been working on growing something else. And, based on the fact that it has another twenty-two weeks to grow, I'm not sure how much digging around in the dirt I'll be able to do this summer.

That something else is due to arrive sometime on, around, or (if the two that came before it are any indication) after September 1st.