Rain Gear

It was pouring this morning when we headed for Bowood Farms, a tony little urban nursery in the Central West end. They had an unexpectedly well-stocked Missouri native section and a helpful crew. I was able to pick up a few more things to get some of the perennial beds filled out. I thought for sure the rain would stop, but it didn't and still hasn't. No matter, after all I have a rain hat, rain poncho and rain boots. I figured I would put them to good use. I planted my two new spice bushes close to the two year old Fragrant Sumac and made homes for the Joe Pye Weed and the wild petunia's. I felt a bit bratty slogging around and digging in the mud. But it is okay when you have a purpose, so I felt no remorse about traipsing around in the gooey, sloppy muck for hours. The underside of my *heaping leaf pile is starting to decompose so I turned as much of the pile as I could. I took the opportunity to finally dump the dried out contents of my compost tumbler and turned them into the soil. My goal is to make the richest, darkest, wormiest soil ever! *For visual, see blog post: "Spring In My Step."