Gently removing the squash and sling. Liz mentioned that you wanted to leave part of the stem on, as the squash would continue to draw nutrients from it, even after being taken off the vine.
After work on Tuesday, Liz and I decided to roll up our sleeves for some time in the backyard. Though we were sluggish after the long weekend off, today was going to be cooler than the rest of the week… so we decided to work.
Got home, and given how nice it was outside… I decided to go camp out on the back porch. Since we now have chairs and a table back here, I’ve found myself more drawn to spend time out here.
While working on the yard after work today, we spotted this little guy. Just hanging out, clinging on to a bit of parsley.
For most of the day, Liz and I were inside – both on our respective rooms, working on our projects.
The seeds were falling all around yesterday, while Liz was working in the yard after work. She said at one point, it felt like watching snow falling.
With coffee in hand, Liz and I started off the day by going into the backyard and completing the final garden box. We began things in March, and what was supposed to be a weekend project has taken us… more like two months, versus two days.
It is… enormous! It feels massive, and weird, and awesome. There’s a part of me that feels like I’ve just snubbed our neighbors in a very big way, but there’s another part of me that feels like we’ve taken a big step into turning our backyard into a private little retreat.
Today, the actual installation! Every crew we spoke with was really great (incredibly polite and very attentive to all our questions). These two guys told us that the process itself was pretty quick, once everything was in place.
Today, the first part of our new fence was installed. Two guys came by to pour the concrete and set up the posts – and we arrived home to find a rough outline of where our new fence would be.
Until now, I’ve been nervous about us finishing things in time. We’ve been working pretty hard recently (4 out of the last 5 days), and it feels like we’ve rushed right back into a period of busyness immediately after our vacation.
Me showing off a really large and really old garden stake that was buried in the ground. Presumably, the top half rusted away at some point. Who knows how long this has been here?
Did I mention that we encountered some brick during the course of our work?