At long last – a post about everything we’ve done to the garden so far!
Obviously, lots of weeding. And trimming. And merciless chopping down of a bush or two. But I’ve already talked about that.
A few weekends ago we tackled the raised beds for the vegetable garden. The soil along the side of the house is kind of crummy, so I wanted a repeat of the raised beds we had at the old house. Except I was smarter this time, and made them a more manageable size – two 3×6 ft beds, and one 4×6 ft bed. I also decided to make them a full 18″ tall this time, instead of the 12″ they were before – I figured that even if I may want 12″ of soil, it’ll be nice to have a little bit of space near the top to work the soil without worrying about it falling over the edge all the time.
I started by clearing the area in question – covered in unidentified tall (and very smelly) weeds, as well as some very mature lily and hosta plants. Nobody wanted them, so in the brown bags they went.
Starting with a nice clean-ish slate, we put together the boxes in the driveway, and carried them over to the garden area.
Aren’t they so pretty and new?
Well, that didn’t last long.
In my ambition, I ordered 8 cubic yards of soil.
How much is that, you might wonder?
130 wheelbarrows.
Enough to fill the raised vegetable garden beds. [The holes you see above are from last weekend, when I finally planted my garlic. You'll also notice a future project that must be done - the wall at the left side of the picture is the shed, which is getting a lot of dirt splatter when it rains. This is from the water cascading down from the roof of the shed, so the shed will need to be outfitted with gutters at some point.]
And then add 4-6″ of good-quality soil to the existing gardens, where the roots of some poor trees and bushes were starting to show.
Ahhhh. All better now.
And it seems like I’m not the only one enjoying these improvements – I saw a nice black kitty deposit this little guy in the garden just as I was coming home today.
Maybe the softer soil makes for better hunting? While I appreciate the gift, dear kitty, maybe next time you could give it to someone who actually knows what to do with a dead mole?





