One of my deepest pleasures is to be shoeless. No really. Bare feet. I live for the times I can walk out the door and feel the ground under my feet. To feel whether the ground is dry or damp, warm or chilly, soft or packed – I revel in those moments.
Over the past few days we have been working on the garden, and I have felt exuberant.
It all started with All Seasons Mulch delivering (and being sooo kind as to pull through our soggy lawn to the back) and dumping it in a 5 cubic yard pile two feet from our boxes.
AV went out to shovel a bit and didn’t come back for an hour. He filled one of our boxes – 1.5 cubic yards. Ahh yes! meaningful work. When he did come back, he brought this photo of JV’s green briar attack. These are the starch-storing “roots” of the greenbriar. It looks like we have an exuberant dog who knows where the bone is buried in the back corner by our fence. JV worked on this for more than an hour. On the plus side, the pesky green briar is no more.
Meanwhile JV is working on making his own perfect bound book. Here is the work in progress. It is finished and being used to record information about various sea creatures.
Yesterday afternoon and this afternoon have been spent making a walk-way in between the planters. We remembered all we saw on “This Old House” about putting in pavers and tamped down dirt (jumping and stomping) and then laid a sheet of weed blocking mesh and then 5 inches of dirt. Insert pavers, plant running thyme and Irish moss, and place metal edging to contain the project. Wheeew. All done.
Yesterday afternoon we planted tons of veggis. I am having serious difficulty with not planting zucchinis and eggplants since finding out that I am sensitive to them uggg. The only veggis I set out were three types of heirloom tomatoes, some hybrid tomatoes and peppers, and chives. Everybody else is buried under a warm blanket of loam.
AV stayed out today to work on his photography skills.
Ohh my toes are so happy and my body is so sore.