With the beautiful weather this last weekend, I had ample time to spend in my garden, on my knees, head bent over the dirt. As I've mentioned before I have many trees on my lot and as a result, we get a number of birds. I'm constantly hearing them call to one another, or at one another.
|Picture taken by hubby.|
We also live on a corner, so I often hear the sound of cars going down one street or the other. But I was surprised at two different sounds I heard this weekend.
The first is so distant and constant that which is probably why I never noticed it before, not even sitting on my deck. We live about a mile from the freeway. When I stopped and really listened, I realized that the white noise was actually the traffic flowing along at a steady clip. It never ceases to amaze me the distance that sound will travel. At my last house we often heard the train whistle that was over two miles away. And that is in a day and age when there are motors whirring everywhere. If you don't think there are, just sit outside and listen during a power outage. The silence is so complete as to be almost deafening if your aren't a country dweller.
The second sound that surprised me this weekend was the endless chatter of a new garden helper. The little girl who lives behind me was out playing while her dad mowed their lawn on Saturday morning. She came over to say hi and then said that she often helps her grandma pull weeds like the ones in my yard (my dandelions had gotten completely out of control while they waited for my husband to have a day off to mow them and they were up to her hips!). Then she asked if I wanted help pulling mine. I asked if she was sure and she got excited and demanded her dad find her gardening gloves. I set her to work with a weed fork in the area I'd outlined for one of my beds while I started to dig the stones in. She did a good job in her floppy blue adult sized Sherwin Williams gloves and she told me all her family secrets in the way that five-year-olds often do. We agreed that we would have to make chocolate chip cookies as a thank you for all her hard work.
Here is a picture of the garden layout with three of the beds dug in.
Quite a change from the original layout I'd been playing with.