After spending two days shoveling cow manure into some of the gardens, I wanted to share a few pictures. We stopped after two days of slavish shoveling and weeding, not because we ran out of gardens. The work didn’t end because we were too exhausted to move, though we were hurtin’. The real reason the haulin’ ended was because we realized the truckload of cow poo wouldn’t be nearly enough for the task at hand. Thank goodness we have plenty of compost to substitute for manure in the remaining beds. Here on out, we ration the stuff.
That grayish hairy plant emerging from the soil after winter domancy is a fern. Cinamon Stick, I think. We have lots of ferns here. Very Victorian.