Garden, Garden, Garden

We debated for 2 hours in the morning if we should go camping or stay at home and work on the house. After being indecisive on whether we should hike in, canoe in, bike in or drive in, working on the yard won out.

We enjoyed our late breakfast outside. We really need to paint that table this year.

I kind of like the patina it's developed.

We brought out Meadow's tent to keep her entertained and out of the sun.

First thing I did was put wood chips in my garden. This will be full of hostas and ferns in a few weeks or months. We'll see how those bulbs do.

My coworker thinned some day lilies from her yard and gave us 3 garbage bags full. The other night we dug up the weedy patch behind our garage and planted them there. I have been wanting to put something in the spot for years. Especially since we tried to plant a wildflower garden that failed and the city threatened to fine us if we didn't cut it down.

Our yard bags were filling quickly.

Lunch break!

We had to get more wood chips for our many new garden projects.

And Scott said no more gardens, ha!

For some reason when the previous owners put in a side sidewalk they put it between grass. We finally dug that up and mulched this other weedy/grassy patch.

I also planted three perennial bulbs along this side. It's looking so much better.

Some day the sand box will be moved and that will be full of hostas.

I'm not sure where.

When the kids are older and the sand box gone, duh.

Looks so much better already.

By the end of the day, Meadow was a mess.

She still likes to be wrapped up like a baby after baths.

I made some weird lentil shepherds pie for dinner. I could pass on this one.

I had to drive downtown to get a few shots of the new stadium for MSP Magazine. I was worried that it was going to be overcast, but only whispy clouds hung around.

Figured I could get a few other shots in for my Downtown East Project while I was out there.

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