This morning I went over to my small group leader’s house, and after breakfast, we started making a garden in their backyard. We didn’t have a tiller, so we used shovels to turn in the grass. A couple robins stopped by to find the bugs that we uncovered, and we would toss them grubs, which they would carry away in their beaks. By noon we had a three-cornered lot about fifteen feet by ten feet. It is going to take some work to get the grass dead—especially the wiregrass (thankfully, there isn’t much of that). Next step is to chop up the grass as it continues to grow, and once it is sufficiently dead, and the clods broken up, we will plant some stuff. Not sure what to plant yet, probably some pepper plants and tomato plants. Some beans would be good. I’d like to dig up some small spots elsewhere in the yard and put in some winter squash. Probably put down gobs of grass clippings. We do need to gather grass clippings, but that doesn’t seem to hard. This afternoon I got about a dozen bags—they are in my car, waiting to be transfered to the backyard. I hope they don’t permanently make my car smell…
This afternoon, after a nap, I went and played volleyball with some people from work. We had a good time.
I’m thinking that gardening is going to help fill my need to dig things and do things, and I may not have to build a house. Like it would be possible.
Thursday I drove south instead of home after work. I followed this aproximate route. Mulvane is on the line between Sedgwick and Sumner Counties, and Udall is in Cowley. Udall is about 30 minutes from work, while Mulvane is only about 17. But, driving around down there, I began to question if I actually wanted to live out in the rural areas, so far from my (few) friends and other things of interest that cities provide. The significance of the counties is that Sumner and Cowley do not appear (at first glance) to have building codes, so I would have more freedom to experiment with unconventional building methods. It would mean a lot more digging than I did today—my hands are sore, and almost blistered in some places. It seems like a cool idea, but then I realize that I can’t seem to find the motivation to wash my dishes or clean up my house, or even finish building a piece of furniture—what makes me think I could keep at something like building a house, and then living with the results?
Meanwhile, here is a cool modular home company
