We haven't attended church in a few weeks.
I'd prefer to lay blame on my schedule at the kitchen shop
since I've worked the four hour Sunday hours for the past three weeks.
But honestly the main reason has been interference from
"Church of the Holy Garden".
That's what I'm calling the front yard on Sundays!
We do have a saint out there...
St. Fiacre the patron saint of gardeners
came out of a box in the garage and finally found a new home in Virginia.
It wasn't until after we got the plants and really eyeballed the front beds
that we realized that we still had a lot of prep work to do.
The metal edging has taken days longer than it would have in Louisiana....
Who'd ever think of needing a pick axe to get a little strip of metal a few inches in the ground?
The rocks and shale are crazy!!
We're still working on amending and raising the beds
We're on our 5th truck load of soil and compost so far....
unloading it one shovelful and one wheelbarrow full at a time!
Maybe I should call it The Garden Fitness Center?!
Tempted as I am to just start planting,
we decided to put on the brakes and get the soil right first.
I may as well give these beautiful things a good chance at thriving!
This is just a smattering of them....
I think I've planted about 40 and have another 40 or so to go.
The weather looks great for the coming week
so hopefully I'll do a grand reveal in a day or two.
We know the limits of our backs (and biceps) however....
Walter and Matt are back
(much younger and stronger than us!)
in order to build a low wall and walkway edging on the kitchen side of the house.