Baseball, building (or at least tearing down) and gardens. It's that time of year when baseball interferes with the spring garden beginnings. Having some time in the morning helps, but evening is my most productive time and I am away.
We took the youngsters to an almost inner city school yesterday and for some it was eye opening. Other than a bad loss,it was event free. Our whitebread players were exposed to other people and with some prodding realized those young men have the same thoughts and desires as our kids do.
The one thing the kids were shocked a bit about were the homeless camped and sleeping in the trees and shrubs of the freeway. The boys literally saw people sleeping as we creeped by on the congested freeway.
Besides our own gardens, we started a project we have been trying to get started at sister-in-law's house. We have helped others start gardens and while this is the latest we hope to have more going this year. We have decided to cease gardening across the street at our neighbor's. The years of trying to eradicate bermuda grass finally was too much. The area will be missed, but the recovered time will allow us to refocus other places. We spent so much time fighting the bermuda it finally hit us we could use the time in better ways.
The playhouse is mostly down. The second story is demolished and ready for nails to be pulled. The bottom half is ready to move and will be soon. The area left behind will become a mini orchard and tomato patch. We will try to grow vegetables until the trees get bigger and shade the area. It also cleans of the backyard a bit. We still have to find places to store tools and such, but that will come. As usual for us, we plan as we build and fit things as we create new openings. Sounds kid of like nature--Nature abhors a void. So I guess I should go fill the opening to do work.
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