This planter should be brimming with loam by this time; my muscles feel as though they've been shovelling into the composter and tossing out into the planter for a third of my lifetime and look at the pitiful results.
How to move this along? Well,I am full of maternal joy that Number Two Son flew into town last night and will be here over the long weekend.
Today is my day to entertain him and the weather is sunny so it would be a pity to sit indoors.
Let's see, what could we do?
This has the makings of an excellent, productive day.
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