the wilds

I hate to think of it as a battle, but I've already lost it. The weeds have taken over. Poison ivy is everywhere. But so too are the lovely surprises. Columbine in places I'd forgotten about. Little white blooms peeking out under a rock or a stand of grasses. And the phlox is everywhere.
I lost a whole hill of it when we did construction on the laundry room in the fall. The earth overturned, so the seeds are buried. Now it looks like a big dirt pile, but it's been in that shape before, and come back, so in a few years time I'm sure it will be covered with blooms again.
Meanwhile there is wild rose everywhere. At least the stalks. Deer eat the hips all winter so I don't get any actual roses, but I'm going to really try this year to fence things off. I bought 25 6ft hardwood stakes, and still have deer fencing from a few years ago.
I'll start dreaming it and maybe it will actually happen. Like the stone wall around the foundation that was a bonus of the laundry room project.
I lost a hill of flowers and gained a wall of stone.
It's a bird noisy morning. The sun is coming out after an evening of light rain. The scent of wet grass is still in the air.
Pulling weeds will be easy today.

Orthopedic Posting

So..i'm now in Orthopedic posting. It actually took me quite some time to adjust myself..to twist from medical thinking to surgical, and be prepared for lots and lots of procedures. And I wonder why was i posted here in such a right time..when it's soo short of housemen..we only have 6 now. Previously 14. Workload is doubled, or more.
But the procedures part is interesting. Virtually every