It sounds indulgent, like I've been eating chocolate flourless cake and taking bubble baths and journaling for the last year. I swear, no chocolate flourless cake has been eaten in the last 365. Shockingly, it's truly been a really awkward year and I'm still drifting but, I've decided what I want to be.... A garden blogger.
Funny, right? I miss the days when I could create shit all the time and write about it and people would read it. So I'm gonna be doing just that. I've been working, silently, on 2,000 projects to show you. Seriously, I've got the goods, coming right up.
I'm also taking on a LOT of speaking gigs at every garden club I can get to. (Because now I'm pretty broke, yo.) And do some yard consulting/garden therapy, too. And more writing. I'd love to write another book but I have to sell a few thousand of the old one first. (PLEA: Buy my damn book)
Coming up week: An Easter front door display that's A LITTLE over the top
|Yeah, I swear it's not THIS over the top.|