The Under Garden Is Out

What were the chances I would be able to wait for a heavy wet snow to smash the dried remains of the Tall Flower Meadow down? Slim to none of course.

It was Sunday, sunny and near sixty degrees. I got to chopping.

It was the first work like activity I have done in the garden in months.

I just chop it down and leave it lay to rot. A wild cultivated garden truly is less work than a proper garden.

Now I will wait for one or many heavy wet snows to smash the other two and a half acres of meadow down. I'll get to all that in late January to February. The Under Garden of winter viewing is ready for the season. That is all I cared about.