I am definitely becoming a farmer. I spend nearly as much of my time in overalls as I do in "normal" clothes. I even went down the street in them the other day, in the ute. It's official!
Slowly, things are happening. It's funny, I seem to spend 3 weeks researching, organising and trying to get things done, to no avail. I get very frustrated, mildly despondent and then in one afternoon, I will achieve more than I have in the last 3 weeks put together.
In desperation, a few weeks back, I hired a hand pushed rotary hoe. I'm still waiting for that tractor; roll of eyes. So with the help of a friend, we hoed enough space to get the bulbs done. The rest can wait until that tractor comes, all the spring flowering seedlings are being started in protection. We have nearly 2000 bulbs in the ground now. Only a couple of hundred left to go; phew!
What has been really lovely, is people coming along to help. People I know well and some I have never met before. All these wonderful people are popping out of the woodwork, lending their support and getting involved. It's great! It's so nice getting to know people on a fresh country hillside, with your hands in the dirt, popping anemone after anemone into the ground. And the work is so much more enjoyable. They can be long days by yourself, on your hands and knees, going cross-eyed at little bulbs and corms!
What's more, every time I get despondent, I think of all these wonderful, like-minded people who have into my life since I decided to grow some flowers and put 'em on Facebook. I feel re-invigorated. Surely, I am on the right path if all this love keeps exploding around me, right?