Mother’s Day Adventures
This is a preemptive “ouch”, because it’s quite possible that tomorrow I will not be able to reach my hands to the keyboard to type it.
See, I spent a good portion of this weekend helping my mom transplant bushes and plant a tree. For those who have never done this sort of thing, trust me, it involves a lot of digging.
“But digging is fun!” you say. And while on principle I agree, it is helpful to differentiate between “fun” digging and “transplanting a large shrub in black fly season” digging. Saturday was the latter.
This is the Burning Bush after being moved from its home too close to the septic bed to the hole we dug in the back-fill from the basement excavation. Which of course meant in the clay and rocks and rocks and clay and oh-my-goodness it was heavy and torturous. An experienced only enhanced by the black flies so attentively swarming our scarfed and hatted heads.
(See the skid-steer? The root ball was too big and heavy for us mere mortals, I’m afraid, and we had to enlist the Machinery. I think it pleased my step-dad to be able to contribute to the process.)
Speaking of contributions from family members, Mollie helped greatly by prompting ball-throwing breaks, seen here this morning in the hole from whence the Burning Bush was wrested (we had to leave the project for the afternoon yesterday in the wake of waves of torrential rain that began just as we were tamping the soil around the bush’s new home).
Thankfully, the Golden Spirea was smaller and moving between easier digging grounds, and the planting of the Liberty apple tree was downright play in comparison!
Witness the tidy hole:
And the happy little tree, secure in its new domain:
So yes, there was a lot of digging. And though I already feel the fatigue in my mid back, I expect the serious, can’t-lift-my-arms-to-brush-my-teeth pain will settle in overnight as is its wont after an unusually vigorous workout.
But it’s all worth it to contribute to my mom’s ongoing gardening and landscaping efforts. Which are really so very inspiring to me that I had to make her this for Mother’s Day:
She really is Sheena Queen of the Jungle.
Happy belated Mother’s Day to moms everywhere.