I didn’t realize that I would fall in love with gardening but I am beyond in love… I am obsessed. Eveyday, twice (ok more like 4-5) times a day I go out just to see how much my seeds have grown. The pure excitement and joy I feel when I see a seed sprouting is like seeing your child
accomplish something they worked so hard at acheiving successfully.
Yes, I know I sound crazy but I have learned that green thumbs are a little crazy when it comes to their plants! Each one is like a new child sprouting up and begininning
their growth process. I have watched some of my seeds die off which I think is because I don’t know everything about each type of plant to properly maintain them… aka my bean plants that are falling over instead of growing up. Thankfully, I have a friend that has been coaching me through my gardening experience to help me properly care for my plants.
I have added to my plants by purchasing seedlings from a local greenhouse. Alot of the local youth clubs and sports teams have fundraisers with the local greenhouses for people to purchase plants at a discounted rate. My friend and I split the veggie plants, plus I purched 3 Gerbera Daises and 32 flower plants. I picked an array of purples, red and white flowers. I can’t tell yo
u the different names because its a foreign language to me but I do have the stakes to help me record how to care for them.
Since we are unsure of whether we are staying in our current house or not this summer, I have decided to pot all my plants. My friend had said to get large bins, drill holes in the bottom of them and plant in them so they are portable. I love this idea and can’t wait to decorate these bins.
My goal for this week is to get a journal to write down what happens with my seedlings and to start a chart of the care each plant needs so that I can avoid killing anymore of my plants. Below are pictures of the plants that I took from seeds to seedlings. I am so proud of my accomplishment so far!
I will be the first to admit that I was never an animal person. I couldn’t handle the fur being everywhere, the constant need for attention and the ruckus they tend to cause which is why God blessed me with a child who loves animals to the point where she stopped eating meat for a long period of time (yes I love a good steak, chicken, pork almost any meat dish except venision). Danyella absolutely loves animals and has since she was a baby and fell in love with Happy Feet but I dreaded that one day I would have to fulfil her need for animals in the house.
At 5, Danyella received Stinky, a little hamster, for her birthday and he was her first love. Then at 6, she adopted Hannah, a Havana bunny that was the runt of the litter. We house trained Hannah so she was an indoor bunny and Danyella couldn’t give enough love to Hannah. Right before Christmas, when Danyella was 8, Stinky died and she was so upset but had Hannah to keep her loving animal spirit going. As a runt, Hannah had medical issues and there was a couple of times we didn’t know if Hannah would survive the infections she got. Everytime she pulled through Danyella would dote on Hannah even more. Now animals in cages, I handled that because Hannah was allowed out a couple hours a day to play but she didn’t make so much of a mess and little noise.
Right before Christmas this past year, Hannah became very ill to the point that I hand fed her through and eye dropper. Danyella, Doug and I took turns holding Hannah until she died 2 days before Christmas. Danyella cried nearly everyday since Hannah died because she lost her best friend. I knew that Danyella wanted a dog but I have always resisted because I cannot handle fur with my business. After my miscarriage, my feelings towards a dog started to change….
A little over 2 weeks ago, Doug and I decided to stop by the local animal shelter (after weeks of stalking their facebook to see what kinds of dogs they had coming in) just to see what they had. I got the lecture from Doug “we are only looking, we are NOT bringing home a dog today!”. Well that lectured didn’t work so well on him at all because one look into each other’s eyes and Doug wasn’t leaving without Max!
Max is a Plott Hound/Pitbull mix that was fostered by someone I know locally. He is 12 weeks old and full of love. He is a Mama’s boy and my protector when someone comes to the door. He loves to go for car rides but hates that Mama won’t let him sit on her lap when she drives. When I get home, Max will shimmy his body around my body to climb up and give me kisses. Adopting Max was the best idea we ever had because now this non-animal loving girl is a New Puppy Mama!
Normally I am so overly creative that I have multiple projects going at once but the past few days I feel creatively numb. I was making Messy Bun hats for customers and now that I’m done making them nothing is calling out to me.
I love finding new projects to start and get my creative juices going so this stand still in my creative process is unknown territory for me. I could make scarves or hats or blankets or a million other things. I mean I have my own patterns to make things, hundreds of patterns in my pattern folder not to mention the thousands and thousands of patterns on Pinterest but not one is peeking a little bit of interest.
What do you do when you lose your creatively? Do you push yourself to make something hoping it will come back? Do you make yourself take a creativity break?
Right now I’m pushing myself to keep creating because it’s an income for my family but I will keep you updated on how this artist block goes. If anyone has tips please feel free to share.