Spent this afternoon out in the yard, for the first time in too long.
Planted an apricot tree we bought three or four weeks ago. May have waited too long — it’s not looking very happy. But I dug a hole in the old new side yard (the big one), and fertilized and planted it, then took a big bucket of water and watered it. I’ll care for it over the next few weeks, and we’ll see how it does.
Repaired a broken sprinkler line out front, which I noticed first about two months ago, and marked about a month ago. Yikes. Gotta keep up with that stuff, otherwise you get all sorts of problems — not just wasted water, but things that should be sprinkled being short-changed because of the water pressure loss.
Then went around and chopped back a bunch of “volunteer” aspens and cottenwoods and olives and whatever the that other kind of tree is. Clipped off some daisy seedheads, so that they don’t continue to choke out other things. Used some Round-Up to zap some crabgrass moving into the gardens (out of the lawn where it belongs).
General cleaning and tidying. I’ve really neglected the garden this season. Took a couple of hours — time well spent.
Sometimes life is too much like a metaphor. Or a metaphor is too much like life.
Anyway, gotta go shower. Sing, “O-bla-di-bla-da.”