My secret shame
So I mentioned a few posts back that I was thinking about a recap of last season's veg garden. I admitted I'd even drawn the garden's plan on AutoCAD, but I said the rest of my life is not so tidy. Well, here's my dirty secret: this is the potting shed. And it is in here, somewhere, that I have the garden's plan.
I realize I am incredibly fortunate to even have a garden shed, especially when reading other gardeners' blogs. What this picture isn't showing you is the shed is a lot larger than it appears: I've only captured about a third of the thing in the snapshot. And it's a mess, which you can plainly see.
Granted, I am not solely responsible for its messy state. I share the blame with my husband, who, usually in a fit of pique, is prone to throw things in there. He has his own shed for his tractor and the like and I confess it's as neat as a pin.
So if I look back and say WHY is this the state of things, especially because it wasn't nearly such a travesty last year, I realize this: I completely prioritize the little time I do have to garden by spending it ONLY in the garden. I figure shed-neatening is a non-gardening activity better taken on in the winter. Like now. Maybe even today.