Weeded, watered and worn out

Well, yesterday was definitely a tangent. HOT! But I can't say I really noticed especially as I was determined to water everything. The water soaked in as I weeded just ahead of the hose. The hose was black rubber, wet and dirty. I pretty much looked the same.

There is one section I could have weeded better but I still had half a yard to go. Feels good! Mind you my body says 'a bit much' and a peek in the mirror shows a very pink strip in the small of my back. oops!

I have directed the grey water from the basement to the grapes. Be darned if I'll lose my first grapes due to drought!

This was my very first glimpse of them. I'm anticipating some kind of reward for the labour!

Itching to get the yard in shape

The flower beds need to be fuller and requiring less maintenance. So we dug some ferns from the neighbouring ditch and now I got a suspicious rash on my hand and on the top of one foot. :(

I've since learned that just getting the fern spores would be better.

Live, learn, and die dumb is not the kind of motto I want.

The itch spread quite a bit. My hands particularly so I've not wanted to be in the yard but I did cut the grass. This grape vine is SO prolific but never has fruit. One year I was so upset with it I pulled lots off and practically stripped it naked. But it just keeps growing and you can see that it is climbing the poplar tree rather than the wire fence.

So wonder of wonders to actually stop the lawnmower and confirm what I thought I saw. Teeny grapes and lots of them. I'm SO encouraged. ;)

I do have the comfort quilt quilted and I'm onto the binding.

The fruit of the vine and the fruit of ones labour. I'm comforted.