Not without my compost!

Would you move your full compost tumbler?  I worked so hard last fall to fill it up.  I actually raked leaves.  I made countless trips out my back door to unload kitchen scraps.  All that effort can't be in vain.  And my new house doesn't have an existing vegetable garden, so I could really use some compost to help build the soil.

To the outsider, I guess moving a pile of rotten, smelly kitchen scraps borders on insane.  But you hard-core gardeners out there understand, right?  I hope I'm not alone in this, anyway.  Or maybe someone needs to refer me to appear on a special episode of  "Hoarders: Garden Edition".      


Blank Canvas

There's one moment I really dread as a writer.  The blank page.  I get a little panicked every time I open up a new document to start a new writing project.  Ideas flow easy when I'm in the car or the shower.  But when I sit down to write, all my creative juices seem to suddenly dry up.

I have the same panicked feeling when I think about landscaping my new house.  There's next to nothing planted around the house.  Just mulch in the flower beds.  Where do I start?   

I love plants, but I have very little knowledge of design.  There are 105 plants that I want to grow, but I learned in my 20's what happens if I just plant whatever strikes my fancy without consideration of aesthetics.  Chaos!

Well at least I  made some insects and other critters very happy.  This time around, though,  I vow to not make my garden an eyesore to the rest of us.