Sense of Time

Since moving here in April, I have totally lost my sense of time. I've been trapped in the house painting, staining, and sanding.

My internal seasonal clock was disoriented; 

to reboot I needed a garden!

Here are the remnants of the previous owner's garden.
Some of the fence posts remain and the gate is still standing.
The dimensions are about 50' x 100'.

Outside the 'fence' is a small, sick orchard.
There are five non producing apple(?) trees, two citrus trees, and one very prolific blueberry bush.

Our lone lemon(?)

The balled-up wire on this fence post was used for a grape trellis.

I've been studying the garden space from the shade of some nearby trees.

Early morning coffee enjoyed in these seats is especially good for letting the imagination set sail.

The garden has some important things going for it.....

a nice sized shed

and 

water!!

Fred and Ethel and I are spending time down here trying to get the 'feel' of the place. I'm going for a Grandma Wig vibe- a laid-back country feel, much less formal than Turkey Creek Garden. I got out my graph paper and have started plotting the area. Am gathering Pinterest ideas and looking for a fence builder. Will keep you updated on the garden project throughout the winter. The plan is to be ready for spring planting!

But in the meantime I needed a tiny, little plot for cool-weather crops. 

I am ashamed to admit this to my fellow Master Gardeners, but I threw away all the cardboard boxes from our move!!! Never stopped to think that they should have been saved for killing grass in the garden. Instead I had to use grass killer.

A quick till

Plenty of Black Cow

And transplants- lettuce, kale, spinach, arugula, broccoli, cabbage, and a few collards.

Getting up early in the morning to water the garden has been a post-remodeling balm to my soul. Enjoying the cooler morning temperatures and watching some of the leaves begin to turn and fall, has slowly begun to reset my internal seasonal clock.

Gardening has reestablished my sense of time. 

Love ya'll,

Shelli

A house without a garden or orchard is unfurnished and incomplete.

~A. Bronson Alcott 

It was such a pleasure to sink one's hands into the warm earth, to feel at one's fingertips the possibilities of the new season.

~Kate Morton, The Forgotten Garden

If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.

~Cicero