You know what I've realized of late - I'm horrible at multi-tasking. I'm not referring to doing multiple things at once, which I'm also horrible at, but doing multiple things in one day. More often than not, when I'm doing one "thing", such as working in the garden or sorting through the gazillion photos I took in Denver (still on the to-do list), everything else gets put on the back-burner.
This weeks time guzzler was stage 1 of restoring an invasive infested border
that's been on the to-do list for years.
Family member: When's dinner?
Me: What time is it?
Family member: 5:00
Me: Soon (delude myself into thinking I still have a bit of time)
Family member: What are we having?
Me: I haven't decided yet (realize that I really should get cracking on dinner, set aside what I'm doing and try to come up with a meal that can be ready in 30 minutes. We end up eating at 7 'cause I'm no Rachel Ray.)
Much like everyone else, I'm afflicted with "too much to do, too little time" syndrome and the garden is no small part of that. Certain garden tasks that go undone, however, end up being blessings. I'm talking about deadheading, or lack thereof, and the self-seeding that results. And while some of the self-seeded surprises in my garden may be "same ol', same ol'" for someone in a more southerly climate, around here (in Canadian zone 5/6, U.S. zone 4/5) they are truly something to celebrate 😃