When I’m Not Writing

I have gardens again!

This means that I’m playing in mud and not writing as much. That is also a good thing, all words and no dirt makes Karin a… err… not dirty, not illiterate urchin…?

Anyway, pictorial of today’s ventures – yes, there’ll be writing but today is not that day – I may be a little too fond of my independence but I’m darn proud of my almost forgotten biceps! Forty pounds are a sleeping six-year old in my world 🙂 So the new plants and trees will be happy. I am still shaking my head over the disclaimer I noticed on the bag though.

Because nothing says “yummy!” like some brown garden mulch…

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