Tuesday, February 5, 2013

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.  

2 comments:

  1. If EVER there was a woman who can bloom where she's planted, it would be Martha. I will faithfully read this blog, faithfully pray for a full recovery, and faithfully request tips for a fruitful future for my bare backyard.

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  2. Your 'bare backyard' is the Rockies! I think you'll be amply blessed, my friend!

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