1. This is Big Ears Festival weekend and my calendar is full. Granted it is not completely full with musical, or even Big Ears related events, but I have tried to keep that the main focus of the weekend. After all, I've been waiting for this for months! I'm hoping I've managed to pace myself well. I'm not really of the temperament to flit from thing to thing, and I need time to process and absorb, seemingly more time the older I get....
2. I changed the front entrance of the house a bit. I moved the planters my grandfather made with the intention of putting them on the screened porch, but I haven't actually found the right space for them yet. I know the front porch wasn't right simply due to a lack of light. I had to rotate the plants daily, a task at which I more often than not failed.
I initially wondered if moving the two yellow Panton chairs up front was a little bit weird, but since moving the chairs to the front, I actually spend more time in the yard. It is a nice place to come with a cup of coffee or tea, to read the paper, or just to take a short break from my work in the flower beds to rest or dream. I had long wanted a place where I could keep a chair, where I could simply sit and admire the garden, but also a place where I didn't have to move the chairs in off the grass every week before the mowers came. Why didn't I think of this earlier?
3. Last summer, when my mom was visiting, I bought a package of Hello Kitty Band-Aids on a whim, figuring if I needed a bandage, why not have something that would make me smile? Well, I'll be sporting Hello Kitty on my right index finger this weekend as I gallivant around town. Without fail, it seems that whenever I am really busy and want to be particularly efficient, I up and do something stupid. This time, I sliced the end of my finger, right at the tip, fully across. I spend two hours Tuesday evening holding my hand up above my head while applying pressure and making noises that caused both Tikka and Moises some distress. It is surprising how little one can do without using the index finger of one's dominant hand. Even though the cut is not that serious and is healing nicely, it is still uncomfortable, so I am once again behind on yard work, and just when I had a dozen irises and assorted other things to put in the yard. What is life without a few nicks and bruises along the way?
I did manage a little yard work yesterday, but I knocked the Band-Aid askew planting some hakonechloa, and got some dirt in part of the cut despite wearing a double layer of gloves, After cleaning everything out and applying a small super-glue stitch to the one area that had opened up again, I decided that its probably best that I'll be busy going to concerts as I should avoid playing in the dirt for a couple of days. By the time the weekend is over I should be well on the mend and back to gardening.