It's been a bit of a busy week thus far, so I'm excited to write about what we got accomplished last weekend. While we got started on some larger projects outside, such as building the frame (and filling it) for my garden, major weeding, and laying some loose stone for a one-two punch under our front porch (working to both kill weeds and make it look purdy), I actually finished ONE project. But, this one's been coming.
For my birthday, my co-worker, Debbie, got me one of the most thoughtful gifts -- a rose plant. I cheerily brought it home aaaaaand proceeded to have yet another busy weekend. Followed by a busy week. While Dave and I rushed to and fro, the little plant watched and thrived in its bag -- to the point where I noticed new shoots coming off of its woody branches, with pretty leaves and everything! So, I knew this thing was ready to hit some dirt.
When we moved in, there was an empty patch of dirt near an off-shoot structure of the garden which used to house a swing. This spring, it came back as a weedy, grassy patch -- which would've been fine (except for the weeds), but it's in a prime morning-sun spot for growing something beautiful! We don't have many of those around our shady house, so we're trying to use what we've got. Aaaand this is what we had:
Woo. Hoo. So, after some digging, we had...
DIRT! I mixed some organic soil in, as well. And all the while, the quiet rosebush sat aside, patiently watching; polite, but still hoping I knew what the heck I was doing.
Okay, enough personification. I dug down as far as it told me to, performed a water soaking ritual and, ultimately, got the thing planted and *hopefully* happy. (Apparently I lied, personification abounds. Ohhhh, just wait 'til we plant our veggies and herbs!)
I'll give you an update whether he took to his new home or not. :-) This weekend looks to be another busy one, with Pre Cana all day Saturday -- but if the weather looks good enough, Sunday is the big garden day!