I think that I have been looking at brown cardboard boxes for too long. I'm convinced that they multiply at night when you turn off the light- no matter how quickly I unpack them, there seems to be a never ending stack of them staring menacingly at me the next time I look.
Hence perhaps my current obssession with the garden. Or more precisely what I want to do in the garden.I need to see green things instead of brown. I have a pile of library books on plants, planting, soil types and moon phases. Precious spare time is spent at the local nurseries with my notebook, pen and iphone on hand. I read, take notes and photos and plan.
I thought gardening was meant to be relaxing. Maybe, I am approaching this the wrong way. I just need to forget the botanical names and when, where and how they must ( they must, you hear !) be planted. I'll use my hands to dig a hole and drop in a handful of seeds.
Then just breathe and wait.