the last morning with these two boys, in my tiny studio apartment on the Hudson River, I told them they could only watch a movie if they made my bed.
“we don’t know how to make a bed!”
figure it out, I told them. and you need to do it together, with no fighting.
it was a big bed, a king, with lots of pillows, two blankets and a quilt. they struggled for a few minutes, and then put their heads together and sure enough….they made that bed. I hope they take that lesson with them, and realize that by working together, they can face any challenge, and get things done if they stick by each other, as a team.
now, here I am in Ohio and making new beds. of the garden variety.
the plan calls for five raised beds (one for herbs, up near the house and the remaining four down near the stream will hold vegetables of all kinds)
as we planned them out; measuring, estimating, researching costs…we realized that the largest expense would be the wood to frame out the beds. finding old wood seemed like the best solution. and just as we asked for it, the Universe (or garbage day) supplied it in the form of a neighbor ridding himself of a picket fence. the pickets were the perfect, pre-cut size and add an adorable home-made re-purposed farm look to the boxes.
we ordered up some good clean dirt and got to filling our herb garden box. my nephew was in his glory. “dirt!”
planting the first plants….
the final boxes awaiting their dirt delivery….
and this old guy just enjoying being in the sun (and photo bombing most every shot I seemed to take)….
our team working together to get things done.