Our raised garden beds are going on 16 years old now. When built, we used wood we had available; not necessarily the best for the job. As a result, many of them are rotted beyond repair and in the last few years we've started to replace them.
This spring I marked eight of them that are in sad shape, and yesterday Papa Pea started work on one of them.
To start, he had to dig the soil out of the bed all the way around the frame. He tossed the dirt onto the top of the bed next to the one to be replaced.
The left-hand board had (for some reason) bowed way out on this bed. (That's Maisy, our granddog, diligently supervising the job.)
Yep, this side board would soon have had holes in it.
The boards meeting at this corner DO have holes in them!
Here's the new raised bed frame ready to be set in place as soon as the old one is pulled out. It's constructed from leftover Douglas fir we used for the floor joists when we put on our house addition in 2000.
Papa Pea had only an hour or so to give to the project yesterday afternoon but it will get finished up most likely tomorrow.
That's the task I wanted to write about today. Now, what's the hatch, you ask? Well, my current blog header photo will give a hint-hint-hint. It's of six of seven goslings hatched in 2010.
Mother Goose has been faithfully sitting on a clutch of eggs for the past month or so and this morning, there was one little yellow fuzzy head peeking out from under her! Don't know yet if that little guy is the only gosling and don't have a picture to show, but a final count and pictures should be showing up here soon.
Hope you all have a lovely Sunday!
the quotidian (12.11.17)
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