entertained and occupied children = parents who can till the garden in peace
|No action shot of the girls jumping - sorry. When I went out there with the camera I found #1 reading her literature book. This could be an advertisement for schooling at home!|
|The garden: ready and waiting for baby plants. We do have a few "crops" in here thanks to the previous owner: raspberries, asparagus, rhubarb, strawberries and cherries.|
We spent plenty of time poring over seed catalogs and choosing varieties that are "hardy" and "early producers". We're growing a little bit of everything. I think that right now, Mark and the kids are most excited about the possibility of our own sweet corn (they were all born in Illinois). I'm personally looking forward to a bumper crop of potatoes, as that's something we've never even tried to grow before.
|To people in most of the country, this hardly looks like Spring, but we're getting there - and happy to be seeing ANY small amounts of green.|
In addition to tilling the garden, we also tried to clean up the flower beds and around our pond area(s) that tend to get a little overgrown and swampy. We're hoping to keep the vegetation down around the edges of the ponds so that the water doesn't get "smucky".
|photo credit: M.E.R., daughter #1, age 12|
And finally, we acted on a whim and cut down a couple of trees. Well, not trees exactly. More like shrubs that were allowed to go nuts. You've seen this sort of thing before: Someone plants lovely little evergreen shrubs up next to the house and they look wonderful for 5 or so years, but then the shrubs are forgotten and they start growing at an exponential rate and it takes new owners to say, "Those ugly shrubs are taller than the house, cover the windows, and threaten to pull down the gutters!" The first day we moved in we agreed they'd have to go, but it always seemed like too big a job to tackle. Well, the warm air must have made us a bit giddy and we just did it. Mark is good with the chain saw, but I was nervous. Shrubs that have grown for 30 years are actually quite large. I'm just glad neither of us ended up under a large limb :)
|After the "shrubs" were mostly cut down.|