Gardens love the rain, too.

The garden this year.
Hopefully it will be epic.
Or something awesome, at least.
Two Saturdays ago, we prepared the garden.  It was all chopped up and turned over- the dirt was like sugar.
So stakes and markers went it, hopes are always that there is enough room to get to things once all the plants suddenly become ENORMOUS.

The guys moving some dirt around.

So this most recent Saturday, we went up and started to plant- Hoping to make it just before the rain.  

It worked.  We watered all of the plants, because, just like if you wash your car it Does rain, if we didn't water the plants, it wouldn't rain...  Funny how that works.  (Even though it is a huge storm system, I swear the rain would have at least been delayed over us!)

Tomatoes, sweet peppers, lettuce, onions, carrots, radishes and squash went in.  

Some of their soon to be neighbors are still growing in little cups in my studio, and others haven't been purchased yet.  

We finished up at the garden and had plenty of time to spare before the rain came, but it did, and it was accompanied by some great flashes of lightening followed by claps of thunder.  

The rain continues here while other areas are promised snow.  There is a tinge of jealousy from me about that.  I know it's getting late, but I have seen snow in May (8 hours north of here, but hey) and there is something magical about snow.  

Maybe next winter.  

I am excited.  

But for now, I will tend to my garden with the help of some wonderful friends, and enjoy the fruits of our labors.

What should I make now?

Time is still flying by.
I feel like I am standing by railroad tracks, and the train is just whizzing by me, giving me no chance to catch a breath.  Just waiting for it to give up it's hold on me.
The amount of things I want to accomplish in the next few weeks are, well, a lot.
I would especially love to make some jewelry. I have been surrounded by metalsmithing, and designs and ideas are suddenly easier than usual to come by.  I should take advantage of that!

But, back to the ideas of time, and flying...
I tied some flies the other night.  And fished with them the next day.
Standing shin-deep in 48° water, watching the fish in front of me, (all too often ignoring my flies), time almost stood still.  Just a few hours really did go by quickly, but it was more like a cat nap.  Falling asleep and awakening right away, but feeling really refreshed and ready for anything.  That's what fishing was like the other day.

I should do that more often, too.

quick recap

The past few weeks have flown by.
In that time, I have:

My first (and only) three beads so far. 

•Learned to make glass beads. (Lampworking)

•Started an example project for my Metals I class. 

(I forgot how dirty copper is!)

•Pruned the heck out of this holly tree (with help from my neighbor)

After

I also visited my family for Easter, during which I:

•Turned a birthday bunny cake into something that looked more like a cow with long ears

•Didn't get around to dying eggs.  (oops!)

•Saw SNOW!!!