What a Day

Hello, Mostly, I forgot that it was May 1. Someone talked about may baskets. I had forgotten about them too. I washed clothes which we hung out in the cool, but tolerable temperature. There was a breeze so drying was expected. After that, we packed the car with a shovel, a number of large buckets, a large old piece of cloth that we cover plants when it gets cold, potting soil, and garden gloves for both of us. At church, we spread out the cloth on the sidewalk. Leroy set to work shoveling up the top layer of soil. The soil along this eight-yard-long wall is not very good. It looked better than I remembered. Some of it went into buckets. Leroy used a wheel barrow to take the rest around the building to dump it. I worked the lower soil to make it pliable. I also picked up any debris or rocks that were here. We found a rock so large that we could not get to the bottom of it. It is still there. We found some additional soil in the church garage. Leroy put some of both types on the cleaned-up place. He added back some of the best of the top soil. We kept repeating this process. Until we had prepared the entire strip and used up all of the added soil. The plants went in the ground next. That was followed by watering. We dashed home for a quick lunch as well as getting the clothes off the line and in the house. The AI program at the library was quite interesting. It told us some things we did not know before. After that we spent some time visiting with some other people there who were members at the church. Back to church for a ribbon cutting ceremony for the redo of the building. We finally came home about five. That was a long day for us. We decided not to go to a concert. Just being home called too loudly. Paula