Sunday, April 7, 2013
C. has been out digging garden beds in the old school lawn since the snow melted. It isn't easy rooting the knapweed and quack grass out, but the soil seems pretty good and the rocks are just occasional. We figure they must have hauled soil in when the school was built in 1936, as a hole dug anywhere else yields granite cobbles and boulders. It's slow work, but our favorite SIL came up with the ancestral rototiller – originally his granddad's – and now we've got a garden bigger than at the old bungalow, and it'll get bigger next year. Still have to rake out the quack roots, but it's shaping up nicely.