This is partly a result of the heat and drought keeping me holed up indoors for weeks at a time all summer long, and partly due to the already dicey situation created by last year's long term ankle injury.
By the time I got around to the weeding/soil turning in our two most active garden beds, working to overcome the months of neglect was its own punishment.
Bermuda grass and nut sedge were predictably well established with a network of root systems that were at once tenaciously dominating the top 6-8 inches of soil and at the same time doing their usual "I am SO fragile I will break off before you can dig me out or pull me up!" routine.
Hopefully next weeding session will find me grateful for what I could get out rather than cursing how much was left behind. I am fully aware whatever I don't get today will be back to spurt up and stick out green tongues to taunt.
I was at least well supervised at all times.
And I did get a last bit of produce out from between the weeds.
Trimming up the Poke Salat "trees" brought them back to the form I appreciate while reminding me to be quietly grateful for how resilient they are.
And I have a fairly clear idea of where next year's bluebonnet patch will establish itself.
I cleared a small patch for a packet of mixed wildflower seeds we got as a promotional "gift".
And decided not to put the water rooted basil out into the wilds. I'll pot it up in the greenhouse instead and keep fingers crossed for enough production to spruce up an occasional salad.
There are other projects nearing completion. Three last bags of mulch will go out tomorrow, weather permitting, and the mosaic mulch bed will be spruced back up for its own photo session soon.
Wherever you are I wish you plenty of time this weekend to get your work done with enough sunshine left over to enjoy your accomplishments.