Monday, February 16, 2009
This weekend went by incredibly fast. I needed an extra day.
Luckily today we get one.
But there will not be much resting today.
When The Mister got home I told him I had drawn up a huge plan for a raised garden that would require him going to the Home Depot, on a weekend (his least favorite time), and buying copious amounts of wood and other supplies.
He didn't even flinch. He didn't complain, or tell me of his other plans for his extra day off. He looked at my pencil sketch, made suggestions on how we could make my idea better, made his own supply list, and went to the store.
(Yes, I readily admit that I am spoiled. Its a fun job, but somebody's got to do it.)
Last night he built one of three beds. He will finish the other two today.
I am so excited I can hardly stand it!
Now, I have to tell you that while I love playing in the dirt, gardening has never really been my forte. As a matter of fact, if plants were people, I'd be in jail. When it comes to plant killing, I'm a multiple offender.
Which doesn't seem right, because my mother (and her mother) both could grow a mean garden. I should be able to keep a garden because my gene pool is heavily weighted in the green thumb department. My mom could grow the most productive garden out of the desert earth that was in her backyard.
Surely, I can grow a few little vegetables in this beautiful place. Especially with the amazing raised beds The Mister built.
I am going to give it all I've got. I'm going to do everything by-the-book. Then I'm going to pray like crazy!
Pictures to come.