lacyunderall

I despise high-wind, blustery days like today: 50 degrees, 25 mph winds. I feel like my skin's being peeled off and my soul exposed every time there's a gust, which is every three seconds. Even indoors, I feel bare. So I went outside and put up my hoodie hood and planted irises and tried to defeat the wind, but it won. And so now I'm inside again, working on my garden plan, finishing "Vegetables," thinking about a nap and wondering why I got up at all.

More photos and a garden plan over at lakehousehell.