Uncle Ernie says if there are still leaves on the trees and the grounds not froze then there is still time to garden. I will have to keep that in mind.
The gravel road bed was spread and compacted yesterday and a new planting area has taken shape.
I have waited so long for this, I may not be able to resist this blank garden slate calling out for some visual interest. You must know there was never any thought given to parking cars smack up against the cozy cabin.
I couldn't resist. The new bed is now fully mulched with wood chips and a seedling Acer griseum that fell out of the ground at Client #1's last spring and that I have been growing out since was planted. It's a start. While doing this my mind turned to edging. I do need to discourage cars from driving through. I'm tired of rocks. I'm thinking wine bottles turned upside down and partially buried in the ground.
I even revisited Turdhenge and rearranged the rocks for the new Lake Turdishsan.
The plan is to cover the turdbox with landscape fabric and probably the small roundish multi-colored pea gravel. It can be a raked gravel Japanese garden thingy. The far shore was rearranged from a straight line to give it more movement and interest.
I will contemplate what will be planted in the bed behind Lake Turdishsan over the winter.
There is still some Fall left. We have not even had our first frost, much less our first killing frost.
There have been a few meager attempts at freezing temperatures, but any really cold air has sunk to the valley floors. We have been spared up here on the mountain top.
It is the wind behind these fronts that is the driving force behind the end of Fall.
The trees are getting naked, but the grounds not froze, so there may still be more time to garden.