On days when the temperatures are tolerable I do marathon sessions in my garden. I typically tell myself that I will just be out there for two hours and six hours later when I wander back inside I wonder how it got to be so late in the day. Such is the way when you are doing something you enjoy – time slips away.
But lately, it has been two hot for any marathon sessions. I wilt far too easily in temps that move past the 85 degree mark. I have to utilize a more calculating approach on such days – days like today. I have to do intermittent gardening.
Intermittent gardening is doing a small bit each time than coming back inside for about twice as long as I was outside. For example, if I am outside for 45 minutes I am then inside for an hour and a half. I do not really like this gardening approach, but I understand that it is necessary in the dog days of August. Even if I have the stamina to toil on, I take a break when I start to sweat so much that my face is dripping. I am of the opinion that this not a good look for me.
Alas, my garden needs a great deal of attention after it was left on its own for the bulk of July and early August. Even a small section can take an hour to deadhead and pull the occasional weed (oh how I love Preen!). When the needs are great and the breaks are many the job feels like it will go on forever. That is the part I could live without. I like to get into the garden, work hard to get everything done, and get out and be able to enjoy its perfection.
I feel additional pressure this weekend to get my garden in shape because my neighbor Kyle is this week’s recipient of the Hutch Johnson Backyard BBQ. The last thing I want is for all the neighbors to have to look at my disheveled garden while they are out enjoying the BBQ festivities. For all the things Kyle does for the neighborhood, this is the least I can do for him. And so I am off again – off to the great outdoors with my garden gloves and shears – I’ll be back in about 30 minutes I imagine given the current 91 degree temperature. But I’ll keep going out and coming back in until it is done – even if takes days. And if you were wondering – it is not lost on me that no sooner than I get to the end of it I will have to start all over again at the beginning. Such is the nature of gardening – my efforts may be intermittent, but the garden is continuously on the grow.
Day one thousand five hundred and seven of the new forty – obla di obla da