Enter my fellow dirt diggers.....first there was a little bit of disbelief, "You have what to plant?" , "How many roses!!!" , "Where are you going to put everything?", and then ...the music to this gardeners ears, "Hey, do you want some help?"
So on a magnificently beautiful fall day, with the sun shining, no wind and the husband in charge of a smoked rib BBQ in the backyard for when we were done, we set out to plant some more of my little plot of earth.
Sooz changing the direction of the path.....
roses placed in position .........we are ready to do some major diggin'
want to know the meaning of "perfect timing"??? it's when you encounter a 6" root that needs to be cut out, and a 10' volunteer elm that needs to be chopped down at THE EXACT SAME TIME you hear the neighbors chainsaw fire up across the street...(Thank you Ray for coming to our rescue)
Jaime takes being a vegetarian to a new level.......
Bob using his machete skills he learned in Hawaii, we all stood VERY far away
the stubborn cottonwood roots that still show up everywhere,
long after the trees are gone
long after the trees are gone
"dirt diggers" are us!
THANK YOU LADIES!!
THANK YOU LADIES!!
what we planted around the perimeter, 10 more Burgundy Iceberg Roses :}
a little advance preview of what the entire courtyard is going to look like come Spring, here is a shot of one of the established plants that is still in full bloom now
and a perfect end to the evening......belly full, spirit overflowing and the almost full autumn moon comes up over the horizon as I wander out after everyone has headed home.....just to gaze at what a little dirt under the fingernails, and a whole lot of friendship can bring together.