It was GRUELING. The heat and all the bending, hoeing and digging - this blogger body is not used to such extreme utilization. But we were on a time crunch, not just with Mother Nature, but Kirk's flight back to Denver (boo!) was the next day, which meant I would be losing exactly half of my labor force. The Big Task had to get done that day.
|Kissing the first seeds.|
We began at 11:00 a.m. and worked straight through, taking only small breaks for water and trail mix, and didn't put down our tools until 6:30 p.m. By then, we were aching, moaning and punch drunk with the giggles. But it was done! We had planted 44 varieties of 26 different herbs, grains and vegetables:
|The (X) symbols denote the number of rows.|
|Note all the hasty scribbles made mid-planting.|
|Flags to remind us where we planted so we don't weed them out.|
|Kirk, nearly dead.|
The only thing that has popped up since planting are the radishes so now I point to them as an example. Peer pressure may work to my advantage here and I'm really hoping to raise a crop of super competitive vegetables.
|Go Team Radish!|
|Fancy stuff, no?|
Then, we indulged in a well-earned smokey treat, gloated over the day's accomplishment and talked about how filthy we were, case in point:
|After shoe/sock removal: The Dirt Line plus hoe wound.|
|Post-shower and there's still dirt!|