I missed my babies, but oh man did I enjoy a little solitude.
Coffee. Pilates. Car wash. Library. The bank. Bill paying. Herb shopping - all by my lonesome. It was good for my soul.
|hot tea with milk and honey|
I bought some impatiens, creeping jenny, rosemary, parsley, mint, thyme, and chives, and I planted it all in pots by my front door.
This was therapy planting this little "herb garden".
It looks cheery. It smells amazing.
Bring on spring!
Tonight I made these rosemary pork chops. LOVED em. So did Stephen Grande.
Gardening is funny. It requires patience. It is frustrating yet satisfying. Each year I take on a few new plants and try to "master" them.
Thankfully gardening can be done on a small scale. A plant, a pot, dirt, sun, water. That's all you need.
Happy planting season!