June 2009

When I walk down the garden path, plants are on a fast track of growth and productivity. So are the weeds. Just when the first round of removing the unwanted guests from the flower beds is completed it’s time to start all over again.


Sometimes the task seems never ending, and that’s when I start thinking about landscaping fabric and three inches of cedar bark. Nice and tidy, everything in place. Cut down on physical labor. Solve the problem presto, fasto.


And that’s the exact time I start laughing. Just what the heck did I think gardening was all about –if not physical labor? Getting out there every day and tackling all those wiggling, growing, green, organic “things”.


And this is the seasonal time in my writing when discipline is a challenge. So many other “things” tempt me away from the labor of tending to words. Of course when I am in the midst of forming those words I am deliciously enthralled and entertained.


Human behavior is ever entertaining, mine included ;)


Time to get out and plant the vegetable garden. Time to work on my newest character in my manuscript. I think she will own a small wire-haired Dachshund named Wally.


Did I mention I have two six month old Pugs? They are my bookends and snuggle hip-to-hip next to me, when I write. This is inspiration!