Mom got out of surgery after 7 hours, and so far, it looks like it was a success.
she's on a cocktail so potent I would have passed on it in college, but she's resting.
I have oldest son for the morning, so in true strike-while-the-iron-is-hot fashion, Samwow and I are in the backyard adding onto my premeditated raised veggie, herb, and flower bed.
My evil plan is working.
See, Mom has a pretty long recovery ahead, but I figured a raised bed would be easier for her to get to, and the raised garden wall I built her last spring requires navigating some serious tree roots. You try that on wheels.
Plus, I'll be shaking up my color comfort zone here a little, as Mom likes yellows and orange. Intrigued?
I'm gonna keep a little green in the mix so I don't feel like I fell down the rabbit hole.
And maybe some purple just for fun.
So who wants to join me for a tropical garden reveal on Monday?
What would be nicer than a stop in Kingston to gather sage?
At least in your mind.