Over the weekend we seemed to be doing what I think everyone else in Melbourne was doing – fixing up and hanging out in the backyard. We bought a garden bed a few weeks ago. Although we put it together alright, we had grossly underestimated the amount of soil required to fill it. It was like trying to fill a black hole with a few pebbles.
Since we don’t have a car, it took us about 3 weeks to get this project going again. But this was the weekend it would happen. So on Saturday we headed of in a rental to the closest Bunnings and bought ourselves loads and loads of soil and compost. I think all in all we got 14 bags. I know. It’s real heavy.
I then spent a good half hour or so just cutting the bags open, pouring them out and mixing them up. I probably went a bit overboard with the whole mixing-the-soil-and-the-compost, but hey, it was my back that was aching the day after, not yours. And there’s also something profoundly relaxing with handling soil. I haven’t felt so relaxed in a long time.
Once the garden bed was filled with soil, I brought out my box of seeds and started writing down what I was about to plant.
Next up – figuring out where everything should fit in. And yes – before you say so, I probably did plant things too close. I’m a newbie and right now I can’t be bothered doing it the right way. If it works, it’s amazing. If it doesn’t, I’ll try again.
Now it was time for the fun part – planting!
Ok, the final product doesn’t look all that exciting. I’ll check back in a couple of weeks to see it there’s been any progress. Until then – keep your fingers crossed for me! Thanks.