Up until last week, the arrival of Spring was questionable with night time temps dipping into the 40's. I don't remember a winter lasting so long in my part of the world!
The Captain has been busy taking down the huge tree that fell on our storage shed. What a mess it is! Vines have grown all through the branches and over the roof. I can't bear to go out there, it breaks my heart. We already had a huge task at hand before the tree catastrophe.
I've finally accepted the fact that I am disabled and can't garden the way I used to. There was a time not too long ago when I could get as much done out there as any man and sometimes more.
The path that I set out all those years ago is still there and in great shape, although it is now covered with ground cover and weeds. The guys told me I could probably pull off doing the path, but it would not last more than a year or so. Haha . . . I made each paver out of concrete, using meat and fruit trays from the grocery story as a form. Each was painted with enamel acrylic. I wanted it to look wild. Even the paint endured years of wear and weather.
The way it was . . . a photo from 1999.
The plan is for The Captain to clear the paths and we will begin to build raised beds here and there to make it easy for me. I can still walk, but can't be on my legs very long, so I need to sit a lot.
It is not fun starting over again with the hindrance of a disability and the wrath of nature. We still don't have running water . . . another hindrance! Long story told in some of my other blogs . . . difficult to garden without water. So, this will mainly be the year of building what we will call the infrastructure of raised beds built around the paths and start on a pond or two.
Having a disability should not stop me completely . . . and I hope to show others with disabilities that they too, can have a garden.