Today neighbour A and I headed out to the garden and started throwing around ideas for the coming garden year. We are expanding (again!) our tilled area. We're doing this by moving a big 2m square patch of bulbs and Christmas rose to my garden (bonus! A literally has no room left for any more flowers. She has a fabulous but very full garden) and we'll get K or her husband to dig it all over with the (mini) backhoe. We are also pulling up a bed of fiddleback fern as you really don't need acres of the stuff and we harvested two sacks of Jerusalem artichokes that had been doing their thing unhindered by gardeners or harvesters for years as A's MIL had planted them before her time and we both thought they were part of the flower garden. whoops.
We dug up the last of the cabbages (what the animals left us) and transplanted them allowing us to rip up the last of last year's plastic weed mat and K ran the plow machine over the whole thing.
Yeah! Just makes you want to plant something, right?
We're about two months off braving planting anything. In fact the weather forecast is for snow this week.
Darn, darn and darn it.
Oh well. It was fun pretending it was a gardening day.