Planting time

This is the best time to put your big items in the ground; trees and shrubs. The soil is wet and easy to move. My yard is a hillside of hard clay. I can't dig in hard clay in the heat of the summer. Now with the wet weather I don't even have to worry about watering. The plants are going into their dormant stage so they wont even suffer from transplant shock.


I don't like the grey cloudy skies, but if I get up in the morning, I can motivate for a few hours in the yard. I feel better afterwards. Digging in the wet soil reminds me that I like the rain. Rain is a good thing I tell myself. Everything including the weeds has begun to die back for the winter. I can walk my property without fighting the blackberries. I can see they need another spray, but with the rains it will be hard to find a few dry days for the chemical treatment. I will just have to keep my eyes on the blackberry sprouts until I get the opportunity to attack.    

I told everyone I wanted an hour of chores out of them today. They all hid from me. Trev and Tom slept in really late and Riley disappeared into the man cave. I finally called breakfast around noon to roust them from their hidy holes. I needed garbage cans brought down from the street and all dirty laundry collected along with any wandering dishes or cans or bottles.  Everything goes so much faster when my helpers help.

The boys love to do one chore then ditch until I call them back for their next task. Tom's first chore was to fill out his voter's ballot. I will drop them off now that they are done. When those last minute political callers ring I can tell them "Too late we are  done." 

I am now off to drag the air compressor into the house so I can finish re attaching the molding in the upstairs hallway, those little details that finish a job to completion.

I was saddened and frustrated to see the shelves I hung in the office closet collapse. I must have missed the stud. Riley's closet is having the same problem but Tom hung that bracket. This house has inches of insulation in front of some of the studs, making it difficult to hit the stud with a stud finder.  I wish the sun would shine so I could have another excuse to go work outside.