I don't have anything I particularly want to say. I really just wanted to get something else up here that wasn't such a downer. Hmmm….Oh I got one.
Our garden is really booming. That little 15' x 15' square on the hillside that started as a wild, overgrown mess of dirt, weeds, and a dead rose bush is now popping out Jurassic Park-sized zucchinis three at a time. And here come the beans and tomatoes. We also pulled some lettuce last night. We saw Jeff Garlin do a set last weekend where he was talking about how you get to an age where you can take comfort in knowing you will never do certain things again in your life. I completely get that and agree, but I think this is the flip side to that idea. I never gardened. I never even mowed a lawn until I was 30 years old. Who knew one day at 36 years of age I'd suddenly start growing vegetables much less loving the shit out of it? Life--go figure, huh?