oh my garden. my little, sweet garden. so small, but full of useful things. like flowers, peas, beans, herbs, vegetables. i think the tomatoes should ripen september 1st... and the squash, maybe september 25th. my life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
well not quite that bad, but i am so bummed. this is the best my garden has done since moving away from my parent's magic soil. and now look. sheesh. im going to have to come in the night and harvest, while my mean old landlord sleeps in my room. i sat at my grandpas, on his deck this weekend and wished that there was something i could do. i already feel uprooted, the damage has been done. its just a matter of packing now.
on a happier note, i think today was the nicest day of the year. i was so filled up by looking at the sound, and the mountains, and chuckanut drive, all shady and perfect. didnt you love it? my grandpas house is the greatest place ive ever been. its the only place i can totally relax. maybe i can move in there.
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