Chapter 11. On Being a Slouch

Some days are better for napping than digging, and I guess today was one of them. It wouldn't have hurt me one bit to go dig a few shovelsful out of the Main Hole, but I'm feeling a tad bit intimidated by the enormity of the job before me. I know that if I just get out a few shovelsful a day, before I know it, it'll be done...but still. It's a lot, and it's also a hassle trying to figure out where to put the dirt for now.

I have pea and chard sprouts. I do not have a bed ready for them. Therefore, I have to start there. I have to dig out some old expired soil in the raised bed in my side yard, put in some fresh ripe compost, and fix the little gate to keep the dogs out of the new bed. Then I need to let it rest for a few days before I plant. It might even rain on Thursday, 3 days from now, and that would be fantastic for just before planting. Give the newly supplemented soil some soak time.

 <---my delusions of grandeur







My peas are not the kind that are supposed to climb on fences. They only get like 2.5 feet high. In a way that's good but I hope they are very productive ones. It drives me crazy that in a typical garden, only a few are ready to pick on any given day and you never really get a big bowl of them all at once! Maybe I will put a few unsprouted seeds out there and see which ones do better. Might as well experiment. Here's what I would love to see happen:


I planted 20 pea seeds, packaged for 2008 (so 6 years old). 19 came up, so that was pretty good. But I didn't really plant enough, did I.

AND today I will DIG. Fool around with peas and dig holes! I so want that Main Hole to be big but I so wish the pixies would come in the night and do it for me!

My yard
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Van Gogh's version of the garden after rain.
(Talk about delusions of grandeur! Now I want to be van Gogh!)