As I walked back to the main garden, the vegetable beds were pleading for help, tufts of grass and weeds were pulled out, the old bean vines were untangled and pulled down, stakes put away, and half chewed Brussels sprouts were fed to Honey-Bunny, who was another addition to our menagerie. There were originally two rabbits, purchased to turn our vegetable trimmings into rabbit pellets. Rabbit pellets are a very mild form of compost that makes the best fertilizer, and I can tell you, both the raspberries and the dogs love it! But as of now, we only had the one.

      Then the arbor that leads to the vegetable garden clutched frantically at me as I wandered to and fro, and thence I began to chop back the clambering rose tentacles, and trimmed the honeysuckle back to the arbor. Hoping the trimming will encourage it to flower more this year. Of course, when I finally tore myself away, as the sun began to sink into the west, and the light faded from the sky, my body began to shriek and scream, demanding to know what in the heck I thought I was doing to it after sitting around in a rolling office chair for the past two months. I know I won’t be able to move tomorrow, but every minute out of the house, soaking up the winter sunshine; each breath inhaled of our sea soaked air, was manna from heaven, and as I watched the Boston’s happily playing with leaves, sticks and pine cones, scattering them right back around the garden, I knew every second was worth it.

 I’ll hold her down, You get the Tuggy!