Summer Dreams

My Summer has started. Odd about the Fourth... Summer doesn't seem to get going until afterwords, and as soon as the fifth hits it seems like Summer is racing to conclusion.

Around about midnight after the Fourth I always perceive this warm silent/loud hum. It's a feeling of conclusion, where few fireworks are going off, the celebration is done, the excitement is over. Usually there are clouds in the sky. The city lights make them glow red. I can see the contours through the absent star shells.

It's the start of Summer, and the beginning of the end of Summer.

( So my plans for my first weekend... )

Summer Day Summary

Most of the day was taken up by running around getting tools and information. That's okay. I've found a place to get good dirt to cover the glacial till we have here. The nursery told me that I don't need to pull up the dead weeds. They're dead. The seeds too. Splitting the 4" garden bricks was too easy. I learned from watching my neighbor slowly tap out the sod with the mattock the other day that I don't need to whale on it. Slow tapping does the trick. I was startled when the brick fell apart into two clean halves.

I checked out the fill dirt pile that I got from my next door neighbor last year. It isn't all that good. I used some of it, but the rest is now spread out on our hill.

So I got some things done. Not as much as I'd like, but I think I'll be ready to finish it up tomorrow now that I know what I need.