Oh, I love this man!!!
He knows how to plow his way right into this gardener's heart. This is true love. If you like to garden then you know 'rototilling' is definitely one of the Five Love Languages. It's right up there with buying dirt and spreading compost.
Like all the other houses in this parby* development we live in, we have landscaping all around the perimeter of the house. There are lovely little trees and shrubs and perennials that look very nice and give all the houses that 'curb appeal' in a parby developmental sort of way. It is beautiful to walk down the street and look at all of the different things blooming in all of the yards. But there is nothing pretty to look at when we are inside the house looking out. My very dear hardworking husband already put in a nice big vegetable garden for me, but I wanted flowers. Lots of flowers. We planned on putting in a looong border along almost the whole length of our yard, and another small bed next to the garden.
*"Parby' is a word my children invented to mean overly prim and proper and fancy schmancy.
Here's Mary Rose with my order from Jung's. Would you believe there's fifteen shrubs, six blueberries, and two rhubarb plants in that box? (When I saw Dawn's post I had to call and add rhubarb to my order.)
Last week our builder kindly came and brought his little narwhal to dig some holes in our shale ridden yard.
The ten yards of topsoil arrived Friday night and Saturday was spent making the new bed.
Everyone helped with hauling and spreading the lovely soil.
Of course, I remembered reading about how these hardworking teenagers get tired out, so some of this was to be expected:
But by the end of the day we had accomplished this - over 100 feet of empty bed just waiting to be planted! I am so excited!
Perennials, annuals, and a mixed shrub border, oh my!