a comic about gardening (with bonus broken rake)

It's spring! There are flowers! Past Me loves me and wants me to have flowers! (Also Past Me continues to be a real pill sometimes.)

I broke that mulch rake in April 2021 and have been struggling by with a leaf rake, variety of shovels, and my hands for awhile now. But please applaud, for I finally bought a new one last October! I have...yet to use it, but I suspect that is going to change here in the next couple weeks.

I really do have a mixed relationship with Past Me and plants. Past Me has been known to pre-order 100 daffodil bulbs in May because "They're on sale right now! They'll make you happy next March! You know this to be true!" And that May Me is not wrong. But also there always comes an October Me who is a little irritated.

Of course, none of this matters now, because March Me is, in fact, supremely delighted to have daffodils springing up all over the yard. Their little green points are the first spring harbingers around February or so and by March I am always so grateful to see their cheerful yellow ruffles. And for good or bad, the daffodil happiness is usually still fresh in my mind around May when the daffodils are gone, the daffodil sales start, and October Me is still a loooooooong way off. So you see how it goes.

Anyway, I should really feel grateful to all the optimistic plant-buying Past Me's, because the really trulio point of all this is that moving mulch and planting daffodils and hellebores and arugula tends to be really good for my mental health (not least because you can't doomscroll when you're covered in dirt.) I am not always excited to start (the meme of the eagle angrily taking his stupid little walk for his stupid mental health comes to mind) but boy am I glad in March.

I hope you are seeing daffodils too! Or whatever flower is coming your way right now in your corner of the world!
xo tina