Snapshots: Rain for Mother's Day

Well, actually, rain the day before Mother's Day.

Shrouded windmill yesterday.

It rained off and on all day yesterday and the previous night. I woke up to puddles on the ground this morning. It's been so long since we've had that much rain that I can't even remember the last time there were puddles. Certainly several months. 

Rain is such an important thing here that everyone has a rain gauge so they can talk about exactly how much they got. We got exactly 9/10 of an inch, which is so, so needed.

Thanks to the miracles of modern weather forecasting, we knew this rain was coming. That's why we spent several hours planting in the garden on Friday. 

Invisible peppers.

Basil in jugs.

The beginnings of what will be a jungle of plants in September.

I forgot about these potatoes from last year that were in A.'s office. They REALLY wanted to grow.

Altogether, I put in 40 tomato plants, 14 basil plants, 10 pepper plants, a couple dozen potatoes, a thyme plant I picked up at the grocery store, a new bed of beets because the first planting never came up, ditto some carrots, more green onion seeds, cucumbers, and delicata squash.

I also, and unusually, had a bunch of flower seedlings to plant, thanks to the new cook at school. She had said she would like to have some of my numerous cabbage seedlings, so I brought her a few. I told her I didn't really need any plants in exchange, but she brought me some anyway: snapdragons and yarrow. And then I got zinnia seedlings from one of the children for Mother's Day. And a packet of wildflower seeds as part of Teacher's Appreciation week.

I planted all of this in a separate bed in the front of the vegetable garden by the fence. It has to be in the garden, or it will never get watered.

I had the children edge it in stone for me, just to make it look a little nicer.

It was a very tiring day in the garden, but worth it, as the rain watered everything in very nicely and the 80-degree temperatures by the end of the week will get everything growing well.

Incidentally, by the time we get to those 80-degree days, we will be on summer break because this is THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL, HOORAY. 

The children think they're the only ones who are sick of school. Little do they know how I and all the other staff at the school feel . . .

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

P.S. Happy Mother's Day to my fellow mothers. I hope your day is just as you wish it to be.