I’ve figured out the secret to getting more time in the garden!
It’s simple: let your garden clock get blown down in a rainstorm and let its back fill with rain.
Way back when I felt that every minute spent away from our toddler was a huge motherhood sin, I installed a cheap kitchen clock on the garage wall within full view of the gardens. And it’s been a wonderful clock. Thriftily, it uses one double-A battery per year, and its time has been reliably accurate (to my dismay: when I needed more time it didn’t give it to me, of course). I noticed it had wound down last week so I took it down (I can jump to reach it), replaced the battery, then I never bothered to find a ladder to reinstall it. (I didn’t have time to, you see.) So of course at the first puff of wind it fell off the sill where I had placed it and then got drenched.
Now, it keeps completely wild time! When I took this photo, it was noon. Garden time, right? Too bad nobody else lives by it.
It’s so contradictory, isn’t it? To keep a clock near the garden. Isn’t the sun enough?! 😉
I fully admit that not only do I have a watch on 24/7, I also have my cell phone and typically the kitchen timer outside with me as well. You know, that way I can answer some board member email on my Blackberry, be called by one of my clients and be alerted when the bread is done baking.
I love the simplicity of my garden and yet I want to walk a couple blocks down to the Huron River and throw my watch, timer, and Blackberry in for good!
Wild time sounds good to me! 🙂
i like that. i think that is how my life is going to be for awhile now.
I have the neighborhood church bells to mark my time; it makes for a pretty peaceful reminder.
Ha! I’m itching to work in my garden, but first we need to till it and to do that, we have to figure out how to get a tiller home!
Wow, Ms Amanda: I would have issues with timekeeping too then! Of course I am the last person in the industrial world who does NOT have a cellphone, but…you’re probably not alone in taking the kitchen timer with you 🙂 But you do know how easily one can lose track of time while puttering in the garden…
Molly, oh my goodness: indeed, wild time…make it as wild as you want to. Big hugs.
Pamela, huh, that would be quite lovely to hear. We have a siren (not so nice) that sounds off at noon and 6 p.m….and then there’s the tornado-alarm test every first Sat. at 1:00 (tell me that takes some getting used to) but yeah I would trade for a church bell any day.
Dana, hi! Yeah, one step in front of the other… I have had luck hiring the guys at the feed store. THEY all have big trucks and are more than willing to make a couple extra bucks.