The mister and I wanted a garden last year. The only problem with the pan was the fence that took 9 weekends to put up. We had to work in the heat and battle queasiness from Anna floating around unhappy with the temperatures, K's broken toe, and waiting for rainwater to dry up. So it took nine weekends, totalling about 90 working hours. That stole our gardening time, energy, and money.
This year, we had a deck to stain, we still have wood trim to paint, and we have a roof that is in dire need of fresh shingles. Today though, K worked on the box garden. He had previously built the box but today our wonderful neighbor came through on his offer to till the dirt. Suh-weet! Off to buy plants and back home in an hour, go me! (I am so bad at stopping and looking at stuff that this is an amazing feat.)
We managed to plant about twelve different things for food and I got some bulbs, 'cause they were pretty. It's been a few days and the plants are still alive (so far). Some of the bulbs are beginning to sprout. We shall see how this goes.
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