The weatherman is predicting storms all day. This is only the first day since the gardening season began in early April that we've been rained out. We've worked in the cold, wind, and drizzle of this chilly spring. Last Tuesday it was cold, and it rained too. So the other gardener I work with picked up planters from two of her clients and brought them to the nursery where I work. We planted over a dozen containers, and I mossed five of them. But today, I get to enjoy a rare day off. I don't think I've ever appreciated a stormy day more than I will today!
My schedule is getting a bit much to handle. With the growth of my gardening business exceeding my expectations, it's time to cut the two days a week I work with the other gardener and turn my attention to my own clients on those days. I'd worked for 13 days straight before crying 'uncle' and taking Sunday off to be at home, get the containers planted for my own garden, and spend time relaxing with my dear husband. Sunday was a picture-perfect day, and it felt wonderful to be at home. Below are a few pots and an extra coleus enjoying a moment of sunshine in the early afternoon before taking their places on the patio and short retaining wall surrounding our shade garden.
I've always appreciated a good thunderstorm, but until leaving Corporate America, it was never a reason to stay home from work. Today it is, and I intend to enjoy the heck out of being home. It feels so good I'm tempted to go outside and do a happy dance.
On second thought, maybe I'll dance inside today. . . Oh, the possibilities! I could read a book. I could take a hot bath. I could bake some brownies. I could curl up on the couch and stare out the window. The day is mine to enjoy. What I won't be doing: I won't be cleaning a closet, doing the laundry, washing a floor, or scrubbing the toilets - nothing that feels like work. On that you can depend!
