We got the garden up and running finally, and it was a bit of work. I still had a sizable pile of crap (leaves, sticks, other various detritus) from last fall. I was hoping it would naturally compost itself leaving beautiful black soil, but it didn't. It just became a heavy, wet pile of crap.
|(The garden after I moved the crap pile)|
|(Said crap pile, ready to be removed)|
I got some dirt and manure and fertilizer and made some raised plots to plant some seeds. Now that I look at them, though, they look much more like graves.
|(Garden ready to be sowed)|
|(It's a prison for plants)|
|(Hops don't care about crappy weather or soil. They're like the Yang Yang's of the plant world (Referring, of course, to star badminton player Yang Yang).)|
|(Room to grow)|
Finally, here are a few night shots I took yesterday.
|(View out the back door—notice the slight streak in the stars due to the Earth spinning)|
|(The front of the house. It was windy, if you're wondering why the tree looks weird.)|