Water, Water, Everywhere. A couple of inches on Sunday, and probably a couple more yesterday. It is a dangerous and slippery walk to the middle of the park gardens to find my plot.
Water to the right of me
Water to the left of me
Even water above me
But stuck in the middle I'm fine. Two years worth of wood chip additions to the paths and loads and loads of leaves to the garden beds have greatly improved the soil. It was nothing but yucky clay two years ago. You can see sloppy mud all around, but the soil in my organic garden is walkable and workable. If only the temperature and skies would improve to make it enjoyable to be outside.