Jul 10
Two herbaceous borders: what was I thinking?
Cats: slack woman|Go here to see my Herald column.
One was at the back up a steep pitch. Wheel barrowing was impossible so I had to carry the dirt I ordered uphill in five-gallon buckets, two at a time, like a packmule.
Six yards of dirt. Do you know how much dirt that is? Think a Mount Kilimanjaro-sized mountain and you’re getting close.
I’m populating the borders with plants now, plants that are on sale because I’m late.
Ah, the early bird gets the worm, but the late bird gets the garden transplants on sale.
July 10th, 2009 at 11:51 am
Sounds like we have a common gardening style! There was no landscaping when we moved to our 20 acres last year, so gardening is an overwhelming experience.
July 10th, 2009 at 12:30 pm
Nothing like gardening to make you hurt in places that you previously thought were impossible to hurt.
July 10th, 2009 at 2:17 pm
Are you talking about planting and stuff? Wow, it’s like reading Swahili.
July 11th, 2009 at 12:16 pm
This jolted me back about four or five years, when I decided that I should put retaining walls all around the yard and then fill them with plants. Oh and walkways and such.
My back still hurts, but it cured my of the gardening bug. Perhaps it will do the same for you.
July 13th, 2009 at 8:25 am
I’ve got lots of hosta to share if you want any:)
July 14th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
A day in the life of a settler…except they did it all day, every day.
I expect to see some workin’ hands next time I see you.
July 21st, 2009 at 10:06 am
Sara, 20 Acres, ouch. I’m hurting at the mere thought
Cormac, previously thought never existed
Beckeye, why thank you!
BB, oh dear God. Do you know, I uttered the words retaining and wall in one sentence the other day?
July 21st, 2009 at 10:06 am
Love hosta, yes please
Dick, they be workin’ hands now