Monday, April 16, 2012

This is what I did today, with a pick axe, shovel, hoe and wheel barrow. The new fence the neighbors insisted on building actually gave us more lawn, about 3 feet of lawn. Because the guys that build it worked in the rain, they mashed down the dirt to the consistency of concrete. It's taken two days but I whacked away at it with a pick axe (really) and later a shovel. I think I found some tools from the Paleolithic period, and rocks and broken dishes. No golden grickles, alas. Oh, after the dirt was, uh, loosened, I ferried a few wheelbarrows full of compost while it rained lightly. My former dog liked eating compost but Felix hasn't acquired a taste, at least not yet.

My back is feeling it now but I believe I stopped before permanent injury ensued.

The 100 tulips are blooming and the daffs and the rhodies.

Weed freed.


Radish King said...

Oh your gorgeous English garden. Love it. I saw it once, with Page. xoxox

Ms. Moon said...

Wow. I'm completely impressed!

beth coyote said...

Thank you both.

Marylinn Kelly said...

I remember photos of your garden from last year, perhaps when I first read here. What extravagant tulips, no inhibitions at all. xo