Taking pictures of my ornamental grasses is a good time.
Deadheading spent blooms is a nice way to pass the time.
But nothing, absolutely nothing, beats good old fashioned digging in the dirt.
That was my task the other night as I made the decision to expand the size of the garden bed that sits at the end of my driveway and leads to my backyard:
Very weak, I know. It has been gnawing at me for a year and a half and now was the time to dive in and hopefully improve it.
Out came the shovel and it was time to remove some turf (Any time I am removing grass is a good thing as it cuts down on lawn cutting time). As the sweat dripped into my eyes and a blister started to form on my thumb, I had a big ol smile on my face. I could do this all day and night.
I didn't get too far along in this new endeavor, but progress was made (including some mulching):
And two new Baptisia 'Blueberry Sundae' were added to boot:
I have a ways to go to complete the job as seen in the outline of the new dimensions of the bed (hence the easy to bend orange extension cord). And please ignore the clover in my lawn because I do:
A riveting post? No ... but I am confident when all is said and done, this new bed will blow your friggin mind.
A personal guarantee.
John
