I am gradually getting back to my old, cantankerous self once again. There are still things that are difficult to do but, hopefully, given enough time, all strength and agility will return. Perhaps the most noticed and humiliating thing was not being able to reel in a large redfish that I had hooked. I caught a small one just fine but when that big one bit, the fight nigh on did me in. I was grateful that Mark was there for me to hand off the reel to so he could finish the battle. I was purely spent.
Working the gardens is much the same. Two months ago, I was shoveling gravel, building fountains and putting up fences by myself with no problems. Now, making rows in the vegetable plot is a tedious chore. I do it. I try not to complain (too much). I am exhausted by the time a couple of rows are dug. That said, I can always resort to weeding. Weeding is easy. The time spent pulling unwanted grass is usually done while sitting on the ground so I am good to go!
This morning after the fishing fiasco, my time centered around the gardens. There was no use in wearing myself to a frazzle. While weeding around the birdbath, a bright red flower caught my attention. Where did that come from and how did it get in my garden? There was no recollection of any such gerber daisy ever being planted but there it was blooming in all its glory! Well, there was nothing to do but to give it a bit of TLC. A little weeding, a dab of fertilizer and a good dousing of water should help it flourish.
It is strange how occasionally a plant will appear in the gardens. Years back, there were odd lilies with long curly petals. Last year, purple dahlias...lots of purple dahlias bloomed. Now, a red gerber daisy has appeared. Perhaps odd seeds come in packets of things I do buy or perhaps birds "plant" seeds from the neighbors' yards across the Bayou. Who knows? I am grateful for the bright spots in the garden and will care for my abandoned babies as if they were my own! Bright red gerber daisy...hmmm? How?
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