I wish it would rain. For a lot of reasons. First, today I put in my tiny vegetable garden, just three tomato plants and some green beans, peas and chard. Plus I planted a few herbs; rosemary, basil, oregano, parsley and thyme. In case I ever decide to cook you know. Mostly I just like the way they smell. I figure the ground hog will eat the green beans when they sprout, just like last year, and the deer will eat the chard later on. But I can dream! This is the time of year where I imagine all my wonderful gardens weed free, blooming profusely, with healthy vegetables abundant. Each year these dreams convince me of their believability before the reality of a long hot summer complete with my own private set of garden invaders sets in.

The other reason I wish it would rain is to give me a break from the gardens.  I want an excuse to sit inside and read a book. Or fall asleep, which is more likely to happen.  I have weeded for what seems weeks now, and I have more to do. This is the result of letting the gardens manage themselves last year. Never let a garden have its own way! Lesson learned. Husband suggests that I hire someone to weed. I don’t think we can afford anyone to do the work I’m doing. Heck, we probably can’t even afford me!

So….I have hung up my gardening gloves for the day. It’s supposed to rain. It needs to rain. I washed my car yesterday to ensure we get rain today. Here’s hoping that works.