Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me follow, down to the hollow
And there let me wallow in glorious mud
Today 16 cubic yards of soil arrived by ferry to our island home. This was a far less expensive process back in rural Ontario for sure, but it certainly is needed here before planting our new gardens. Fortunately everything is working out according to plan and the mountain of dirt was plunked in the right spot. Two strong men are shoveling as I type and they alternate this work with removing sod and weeds. Quite amazing to watch! I wonder what things will look like in one week’s time.
Tonight our friend Ryan, a soil tester, will analyse what ammendments will be needed for our site before we begin planting. DSIL and DD took away a heap of garbage (they go to the dump on Tuesdays) and things are really changing around here! DH bought new shingles this morning for our leaking sauna, and he hopes to start that project as soon as the mountain of earth is gone.
Leo wanted to help Ryan work. “I’m very strong you know” he told him. 🙂
As Ryan removed plants, Cory brought top soil and things seemed to move along quickly.
Two Corylopsis will be planted in a wild “secret path” area, and so more soil was transported there.
We expect this new soil will settle and need another layer before we arrange stepping stones, bulbs and perennials.
This is a bulb we planted in the fall, Fritillaria Persica.