I’ve been alternating between digging a bed for my asparagus, throwing Tess’s ball, and just sitting here picking weeds. Whoever recommended an 18 foot deep bed was clearly not dealing with Georgia red clay. I’m between 4 and 8 inches deep at the most between the whole thing. Asparagus can grow for up to 20 years if the site is prepared & maintained properly.
At this rate I’m going to have actual muscles. It’s definitely a work out. I think I lost some weight during the move, so hopefully this will help create some definition. Not that I really care. I’m just so happy to be outside digging in my garden and staying up snuggled in bed looking at my garden plans and day dreaming about what will be. And to be listening to this rad album in my rad yard!
Hope my neighbors don’t mind. It’ll be a while before I can apologize with fresh produce.
Labels: country life, gardening, music appreciation, Tokyo Police Club