Trowel Life

I’m running out of free water. I collected rain water this year because simply fuck the police. Jk. I think it’s legal now in California to collect rain water. I’m not super sure don’t take my word for it.

My life partner found four amazing pieces of wood at work in the trash pile again (work is so wasteful) already set for raised garden bed making, perfect lil squares. I didn’t put anything on the bottom to make it so the grass wouldn’t grow back and I’m regretting it. Three short days later grass grew so dam fast ☹ It was very easy to pull out. I can tell that asshole cat of mine has been tap dancing his butthole all over the dirt. I used my gardening tools to search for his secret nuggets and found one. It’s better than the mountain I found before I guess. I am still disappointed but o well can’t cover them all too much work needs to be done. I will still feed him my ungrateful cats treats.

I took all the dirt out again and sifted through it, added manure and tossed it around again added those lil white perlite pellets. I sprayed the bottoms of the bed with weed and grass killer, it says to wait three days before planting anything. So far looks good, every piece of grass that grew inside is dead. I then put down tons of newspapers. I read they keep weeds from growing we will see.

I tossed my dirt back in, I also covered the beds with this long plastic bag looking thing. I will not chance another animal disturbance.

Out of the garden news. My child called me 3 am claiming demons were in the house. I could hear this screeching so awful I left work. I go to this screeching and here it is.

 A lil fucking owl

It was so beautiful and majestic looking filled my soul with warmth. It’s now out in the world again.