Time and Space

So Monday night I went up to the garden and watered the living crap out of it.  We are having temps in the 80s and dry weather as far out as the weather people are willing to predict, so I want to make sure everything has a chance.  So there was watering, raking, trench-digging, soaking, etc. 

Last night I decided to go up and make sure my plot didn't need another drink.  I wasn't sure that I would spend any time there; after all, nothing's really growing yet, the seeds haven't had time to germinate, weeds haven't had time to grow; and do you know I STILL managed to stay til dark?  My friend Trish said "it'll suck up as much time as you let it," which I find absolutely perfect.  I decided not to water since the ground still looked a little damp, but will definitely go give it a drink tonight.

I didn't meet anyone new but I pulled the yellowing leaves from the plants that are there, pulled up a couple of the green leafy whatever-it-is to try and cook, and picked some more dead plant debris from the dirt.

And remembered to take a picture of one of these little guys.  They grow in my garden as well, and though I'm sure they are not good for it, they sure are beautiful.  :)

Garden snail on my knee