Watch This Space

We are in the process of rebuilding one of the raised beds to make it gopher proof, a recent necessity. Today's work was breaking down the old rotted structure and moving the dirt to a tarp on the side. On Wednesday the guy will come to put the heavy new thing in place and the dirt will magically jump in the new bed and tuck itself in. In the meantime there is lots and lots and lots of weeding to be done, mostly sourgrass. Visitors see the bright yellow flowers blanketing the yard and think it's sooo pretty; I would be soooo happy never to see that stuff again, but we're stuck with it forever.


Today is my mother's birthday. She was born in 1909. I wonder what she would make of today's world.