You should know that a couple of weeks ago I had a discussion with Michael, where I was pretty much ready to quit this huge garden endeavor. I wanted to forget about it, and not try to bring in a big harvest, but just be satisfied with a small garden to get a few things from. Michael actually pushed for the larger garden. He likes the work, enjoys the food, and is looking forward to learning more, doing more, and hopefully being able to sell things at Farmers Markets. So we are sort of cheering each other on through this very busy garden building time.
We are SO proud of this path! The side of that bed is about 18 inches high, and that USED to be right next to the peas, covered in lots of weeds! I hope it stays put fairly well once we get it mulched. I expect some erosion, I've done raised beds before, but never on a hill, so I hope it doesn't turn around and bite me.
First thing after morning chores, we planted melons.
We worked in some holes into the lowest bed that we had mulched.
And labeled 5 different watermelon plantings.
Then it was off to get more rotten hay. Michael does most of this, as I have to avoid the poison ivy.
Which means that in between helping him, I get to find more lovely things to photograph!
He's listening to Bible study lessons that he enjoys.
After many trips, and battling an embedded nest of very angry ants in the third round bale we found, we had enough to cover 5 beds.
We also planted the next melon bed toward the house with a variety of muskmelons, including an old fashioned Banana melon.
We were pretty tired - seems to be a theme of ours lately, and we still had office cleaning to do that night.
I thought - HA! - that I could quickly shower and wash my hair while Michael went out and picked a few berries and we might still make it to part of our Bible study first, though.
By the time I was out and ready to go, Michael was nowhere to be found. I saw a bowl of berries in the kitchen, I called inside, I called outside, I went to all the windows and looked in every direction.
Finally, his iPod laden head popped up beyond the tool shed. He was STILL picking berries!
Poor guy. I sent my exhausted child - well, young adult, really - on what I thought was a 10 minute chore, and it turned out to be an hour, while I was enjoying a nice shower! Needless to say, I went out and helped him finish.
Here are 3 gallons of sweet labor. We did not make it to Bible study.
He still loves me. LOL