The Good Dirt is On Sale!

Most of our poor veggies didn't make it outside. Our winter lasted until mid-May, it was freezing at night up until Memorial Day weekend. It's too late in the season to try and start fresh, so I am rolling with what we have left: pumpkins, summer squash, kale, strawberries, basil, mint and catnip. We can live off those for the winter, right?!

 

Yesterday I was able to use some pallet wood to configure a small raised garden bed.  Enough for what we have this year anyway.  This morning, Jack and I were up and at 'em early and made it to Home Depot by 9:30 to buy some dirt.  To my extreme delight, the good dirt is on sale.  A comment my friend Rob made was, "It's amazing what old people get excited about."  (although he is about 3 years my senior, and his wife was excited about it too...).  I almost bought enough to fill up the bed, what I did come home with we will make do, I'm not driving into "town" again.  Hopefully the pumpkins, squash and strawberries appreciate my efforts and thrive in their new digs.

My friend Heather and I were conversing yesterday while at the "beach" about how terrible we feel after a stranger talks to us, and during the entire time they are, internally our big city snob is inside us thinking, "why are they speaking to me?".  While I was unloading the dirt from the cart, a nice older gentleman and his wife offered to help me, I was almost finished, and was thankful for the offer, but again, the city bitch inside me was thinking uh, wtf old man?