Wednesday, January 11, 2012
that she doesn't move. She wants to be a mother again. No luck, my chicks won't be here till May.
I wanted to write about what I see as gold in my garden. In the place I want to plant my herbs, is
this hard, pan, clay like place. There aren't many places like that but his section has given me fits.
I was thinking about it and I remembered when we bought our first house and I had these tiny
flowerbeds and I dreamed of gardening. No one had done anything to them in years and years
and I was trying to figure out how to make them better so I took all of the leaves I could find and
So this morning I raked, and racked piles and piles of leaves. I am going to put these out in the
place that is hard and then I am going to layer it with chicken manure and get a real hot
mix going and get it plowed in after awhile once it quits cooking. Then I can have a really
nice place for a herb garden.
I read once about a man who went around and got all of his neighbors leaves so he could use them
to clean up and get those leaves too.
With all of this abundant sunshine, I am getting lots of work done this year.
I hope your day has been nice.