It s garden bloggers bloom day, but there will be no diary of flowers here ……today was the first day I got to spend from sun up to beer o’clock in the garden and work was the name of the game.
Now, instead of feeling super-dee-dooper behind, I feel just regular behind.
The dogs garden got a spring clean and a few perennials divided and moved.
A few of the garden ornaments got brought out, but most did not make to their place yet
and I cut up a dwarf alberta spruce ( the playhouse will be sadly leaving soon)
Still left to do is the rock garden, which is silly beyond measure as all of the earliest bloomers live there , and about 50% of the back 40.
What prevented me from starting where I should have is the fact that we are still working on the pool re-do and the fence is going in this week. These projects make a terrible mess.
when the posts were being dug I got a reminder of what we call “soil” in these parts
I asked the nice fence guy in my sweetest voice if he could pretty please be as careful as he could amidst the emerging plants. He looks like Super Mario or maybe Luigi and has the kind of smile that makes his eyes sparkle , so it was hard to get mad at him when he said in his Super Mario voice “Well, you gotta do what you gotta do”.
Here is the tiniest of sneak previews of one of the sides