I continued to dig out flower pots and put them in the places, all ready for more planting.
Put another one up and filled it with soil and flower seeds, and had a few happy thoughts pop in my head (pretty flowers make me happy).
But then I looked at the one end of my herb garden - weeds. They are all over the herb garden.
More weeds. This time it's grass in the raised strawberry beds. This is what happens when your Hubby tells your kids to blow the grass into the flower beds when they mow - "Blow it into the garden, it's great for it!" Sure doesn't look "great" to me.
And the mower can't fit through all the raised beds, so I have to get out the trimmer and cut it all down that way.
Martha isn't looking so well this season. She needs a re-do. She was barely standing up when I found her. She was left out all winter. Her clothes are tattered and sun bleached, her shirt is not tucked in, one sleeve is up and one is down, her wood is splitting, birds have pooped on her, her head is smooshed down, and her hat is looking worn out and torn up.
Ever feel like you are having a "Martha" day?