Not sure how a month has flown by since I last wrote. April was a busy month; hosted friends and family which was great! It’s been ages since I’ve played hostess and forgotten how much I’ve missed it. Having a house full of family and friends was brilliant. This house finally got to do what it was built to do – making memories with people who matter.
The change of seasons is always an odd time; things end, things come back. Seeing the blandness turn back to green is restorative. At the same time I seem to have lost my ‘voice.’ I can’t order my thoughts or settle into my routine. I haven’t written in a month. The words just aren’t there and I’m not sure when they’ll be back.
Instead I finally got around to starting a herb garden, which has been on my list of things to do for years. My kitchen has been like an indoor garden with pots of seedlings all over the place. Tomatoes, thyme, rosemary, coriander, chamomile, lemon balm, basil, bok choy. Tossed in a few hot peppers & chives too. I planted them out this afternoon and the poor things look like they’ve fainted. I’m hoping they’ll perk up. They’re in pots so I’ve brought them indoors overnight because there’s a late frost on the menu this evening. Hopefully I haven’t killed them by planting them too soon.
I’m rambling so I’ll clock out and go in search of some sense.
