hard not to start at the beginning

I've debated-- and probably half-started-- a personal or a garden blog a number of times, now, over a number of years. As with many things I never get off the ground, a big part of the challenge is that I don't know where to start. January 1 would be a good place-- a natural spot for a beginning, especially of a garden year. ...things are cold and sleeping in the ground, and the dreams of seed catalogs and green or just on the February horizon. Well, it's also not the time of year that I've ever thought about garden blogging. The period when I think of it is also the time of year where I can barely catch my breath because I'm *doing it* all of the time-- early spring. We've just finished that sprint, easing into the summertime. I'm harvesting a first crop of lettuce (mostly arugula), about to put now-saddening transplants I've been laboring over under lights and greenhouse for two months into the ground, and vowing each day that, while I am tempted approximately once an hour to run back to the plant store, I will not (I repeat, I *will not*) buy more plants until the ground is prepared and they can go right in.

At home I'm most excited about having converted the backyard veggie garden into raised four by four foot beds, giving me the discipline and structure that I have a difficult time finding on my own. My overzealous nature generally lets a garden that in the spring is properly tagged and ordered and measured transition into a green jungle by late summer. The result is probably less productivity and more loss (things fall on the ground and I don't notice amidst the jungle).

My vegetable goal for this season-- actually, finally, and for the first time after many years of intention, plant fall crops in August-September.