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Like a big-ass rock wobbling at the top of a hill
Anyway. I've been trying to figure out a spring/summer project, since the yard's done or at least the big project-level stuff is, and hell, the bit in front of the house basically is too? Which is weird. This always happens for a while after I finish something--I want to keep working on it but in a big continuing-construction way, not a settled maintenance way. Settled maintenance is less satisfying.
We're set for furniture, the garden's pretty well planted for the time being, and there's stuff inside I could do, like fixing wall dings and moving some art and unfucking the front hall situation, but that's like...settled maintenance, innit.
This is frustrating. I wanna labor and make things wonderful. But only in certain particular ways that are also clearly rewarding! Too much energy is such a problem, right? (I kid, mostly. I feel pretty lucky about that most of the time.)
I dunno. I should probably work on one of the settled things until a better option comes to light. Could build a sweeter cat tree maybe.
EDIT: the garden is planted up, said past me. Slightly more recent me noticed that the flowering currant in the front had pretty conclusively died, and that the weird chrysanthemum thing I put in one of the front pots last summer was 1. hurtin' and 2. I never really did like it all that much. OFF TO THE GARDEN CENTER! :D
Now I have a very pretty little dwarf forsythia where the currant was which will hopefully do better (giving a damn about it over the summer will help) and a sweet little columbine to hang out in the pot with the honeysuckle. Much more harmonious, and relaxing to look at in a way the mum never was. Even just the foliage feels a lot better to see. I don't know how that works, but it's true.
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Could theoretically still wrangle that if I wanted to, actually. It would just mean moving the gooseberry (again), the blueberries, and the chamomile. And discommoding the fish.
...hm. Maybe if the blueberries suck again this year.