I took Kayden outside for a walk today, and I wanted to cry. The chill that hit my skin almost instantly made my bones hurt. It happens every year like this, we all start to wish for the snow to melt and the grass to turn green once again. I want the sun to come out and bathe my skin with vitamins to uplift my mood. My yard plans, drawn on pieces of graft paper, are wrinkled and torn from me holding and caressing them, trying to envision myself there. Someday.
When we bought this house, the front yard landscaping was finished. Bryan and I get to finish the backyard ourselves. It will be a lot of work, but worth it, definitely worth it. I have been given a lot of freedom on the desisions having anything to do with the cosmetic design, and I thank Bryan for that.
On my plans I have drawn out a special place for the location of my Cutting Garden. We will be planting flowers that are great for fresh arrangements as well as dried. I have always wanted to have fresh flowers in the house just like my main woman Martha does.
Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me!