So this was supposed to be a blog about my gardening adventures in the midst of the city as I took on the challenge of transforming a lush, highly watered yard (with water bills in the summer that could put a kid through college) into a lush, drought-tolerant yard: a how-to guide for city dwellers in the south who want to respect both the environment and their bank balances while making the neighbors jealous. And it will be, some day, I promise - keep those hand-trowels sharpened and ready!
But on the eve of my retirement, after I'd already prowled through gardening catalogs, replanned my flower beds, and started ordering seeds, I found that I had a weed. Not in the yard - goodness I have thousands there, can you say ligustrum? - but a bigger, tougher, harder-to-get-to weed called cancer.
So I'm repurposing this blog. It's going to be a battleplan for dealing with this unwanted issue and a reference for friends and family who want to check in from time to time to see how I'm doing. And yes, I'm going to throw in a little gardening along the way. After all, life is all about seasons and dealing with what comes at you and somehow at the end of the day, there's always beauty.