A day late & a dollar short

Last week was quite the week for healthcare around the acres. Casey’s double hernia repair went very well; of course, it hurt and the pain meds are a blessing and a curse. On his surgery day, I was sick as a dog, coughing, sniffing, and eyes so watery I could hardly open them, but I bravely wore a mask and did my duty. The next days are a blur of care-giving for both of us, but by Thursday I was feeling much better and Michael came by to do a few chores for us. The husband was going through his “will I ever poop again?” phase and I threatened him with an enema until he pushed through on Saturday. I’m nothing but supportive with my patients…

On Saturday, my favorite plant store opened and I was the first one through the doors. Within 30 minutes, the lines were an hour long, and though I managed to get tomatoes and peppers, herbs and some flowers, the crowds were so deep I couldn’t really buy everything I need. That’s okay, we’ve got a while to go before this stuff goes in the ground.

The Peace/Bird Garden, however, is another story. My current favorite perennial there is garden phlox, which happens to also be a fave of the deer, so several weeks back I dug it all up, planning to put it in the back fenced garden. Somehow, I managed to leave in the phlox and dug up three coneflower plants instead. By the time I figured this all out, the phlox in the ground had grown quite quickly, so yesterday I got out and re-arranged the garden, adding one more phlox and re-planting the coneflower. I’ve got allium (a member of the onion family) all around the perimeter, hoping to discourage the deer and I have a few other tricks up my sleeve…

Whilst digging and moving, I moved just wrong and ended up laying on a heating pad most of the day yesterday. No, I did not take any of Casey’s pain pills… It’s somewhat better today, but I’m taking it easy.

The weather in these parts shows super temps from 50s to 80s for the next two weeks, but I’m so skeptical. I judge by my experience with Kentucky Derby Day, the first Saturday in May (5/2 this year) and more often than not we’re wearing coats with our hats, so I’m holding back planting my warm-weather crops for now. My peas and onions are doing great and my potatoes are peeping up, too.

Casey has his follow-up appointment with the surgeon this Friday. Until then, we’re free and I plan to visit as many local garden spots as I can.

Sorry to make you wait for this rather plain missive. Hope you’re feeling well where you are.

Peace