This afternoon was the storm before the calm. Our company’s CEO emailed yesterday afternoon with the news that our weekend would start today at 3:30. This obvious good news was a real boon to us, because we hit the dirt at 3:31 today. For the first time in thirteen years, I have a real garden – not just some potted plants.
Raised beds, built during last summer’s patio renovation
For six hours, we weeded, hauled compost, dug holes, and planted. In addition to our garden, which has peppers, tomatoes, basil, squash and parsley (thanks Mom for the starts!), we are now four trees and five shrubs richer. Let’s not talk about the checkbook, though; it’s not richer.
Two white and one pink crab apple. The fourth tree is a not-pictured Colorado Spruce
Five viburnum shrubs to make a noise-but-not-light-blocking hedge
And now that we’ve got all those plants snugly in their new ground homes, we have another frost advisory. Hopefully the trees and shrubs will be okay, since they were housed outdoors at the nursery, but the raised beds are now costumed for Halloween.
Considering we’ve done all those chores, I’m not sure what we’ll do this weekend. Tourists will descend on our territory, which is fine, but it’s been pretty empty up here, and that’s what we’re used to and what we like. So, this weekend we’ll be feeling a bit put out by the out-of-towners. At the very least, we will take a moment to pause in remembrance of those who have fought for freedom. What will you be up to?