Yawn

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Ok.  Maybe this is a little more work than i realized.  I am dead tired, but  Project mailbox is pretty much in the books at this point.  On Saturday, J helped me — after riding 6+ miles on mountain bike dirt trails — dig out the bed and move the dirt and grass we no longer wanted.  It looked like a much smaller area before we started working it.

Then on Sunday, we went plant shopping.  The store we went to was great.  Everyone there was really helpful and didn’t treat us like dirt (pardon the joke) because we didn’t know what we were doing.  The first woman was especially great. She helped us find everything on our list that the store had in stock, replaced the one thing they didn’t have with another suggestion and replanted a plant that was in a mixture so we could complete the list.  The cashier helped us pick out the top soil and additives we needed and then 3 strong young men loaded it all into the tiny neon trunk for us.  For a shopping experience, it rocked.

I will go back….for some mulch. That’s really all that’s left for the project except watching the plants grow and fill out the bed.  And maybe planting a clematis around the mailbox for mom.

Oh and don’t be fooled by that last sentence into thinking I know what I’m talking about when it comes to what I planted out there.  All I know is that everything is a perennial which is french for “you don’t have to do anything next year and there will still be flowers” and that the varieties in the selection are scheduled to bloom at different times of the year.

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