Yesterday, I took the next step in forming my new daylily garden. I dug out every weed and piece of grass I could find. Oh, my aching back! Well, I didn't do it all by myself (my husband and a neighbor pitched in after feeling sorry for me.) But I did dig about 3/4 of it alone. Not bad, huh?
As you can see the earth here is all sugar sand left behind eons ago by the glacier that formed Michigan. So even though I am about 60 miles from Lake Michigan, my yard looks like a beach under the grass, and at this time, there isn't even much of that.
Tomorrow I hope to remove some sand -- maybe down about 6 inches. We'll haul it around back and use it to fill in a low spot. Then next week I'm having some black dirt delivered to fill in my area.
After that the real fun begins -- moving my precious daylilies from my daughter's garden, where they were planted to save them due to the sale of my old house. Some of them have been away from home for over 3 years!
Well, let's hope this old body holds up. Actually, my back is quite good; it's the calf and thigh muscles that are screaming! But next spring I know when my plants start to poke through the earth, I won't remember the pain at all; there will only be joy in watching them grow, and it will all be worth it.
I never had any other desire so strong, and so like to covetousness, as that one which I have had always, that I might be master at last of a small house and a large Garden. ~Abraham Cowley, The Garden, 1666