My seemingly secluded corner of Biggby’s outdoor seating area is just on the other side of the fence from the drive-thru speaker.
Sunroom Summer Configuration

On a beautiful day like today, you’d better believe I’m gonna throw the doors wide open and kick back in the hammock for a few.
Spring Weeding

I only spent two hours weeding and cleaning up today, but I could easily have spent all day, if I’d had the time.
My main goal was to clean up the “tulip bed,” above. I call it the tulip bed because I planted some couple dozen Angelique peony-flowering tulips in the border a couple autumns ago. Last spring, deer ate the tops off of two-thirds of them. Earlier this spring, deer and other wildlife just straight up ate the bulbs right out of the ground. I have about six left, and I intend to use this photo as a reference for where I should plant some more bulbs come this fall.
Anyway.
I spent some quality time weeding here, then pulling up last year’s stems of Solomon’s Seal in the next border over, along with pulling the most egregious of the weeds there. I also swung through the front garden (what I pompously call the Cottage Garden, although it really looks nothing like one yet) and did some spring triage: pulling up skeletons of last year’s annuals, making sure weeds don’t choke out new growth from peonies and yarrow, that sort of thing.
I’m planning a gardening morning off of work in a couple of weeks, but I’m chomping at the bit to get out there and tackle some more tasks: plants I’d like to move, more weeding, some pruning, etc.
When we moved into this house four years ago, I didn’t exactly go from zero to gardener in a season. It took me a year or two to ramp up and grow into it. Now, though… this is a full-fledged hobby of mine, disguised as yardwork.
Unintended Irony

This mural can be found in the Citiwalk tunnel connecting the TARTA stop with One Seagate and Imagination Station downtown.
I know the Maumee River wasn’t always spic-and-span, so maybe this was more of an ideal than a reality even back when the mural was painted. Now, though, the focus of the public is less on the Maumee and more on Lake Erie itself.
Chillin’
Some evenings, all I want is to kick back and watch some Good Eats.
Sure, I had other stuff planned, like uploading some photos and packing up some shoes to return, but none of it was urgent.
My son didn’t get up after lights out (for the second night in a row! w00t w00t!), and I enjoyed a carefully planned after-dinner snack and a decaf with two episodes of my favorite TV show.
(Well, I mean, not my ALL-TIME favorite… I can’t diss Next Gen like that… but it’s my favorite at the moment… even though it’s been off the air for years. Hooray for Amazon Video.)
Anywho, tonight just felt like one of those nights where I wanted to chill instead of being productive. And I’m OK with that.
