Last week was the biiiiig project I've been dreading for quite awhile (and to be honest, it turns out it's not done!). Some of the weeds were getting seriously out of control in beds that have never really had much work done to them, and in the beds that ARE pretty much established, some had gotten better treatment than others. So it was time for a major clean up and mulching...
To help suppress weeds from here on out, I decided to do what's worked well in a few test spots in the garden - putting down a layer of newspapers BEFORE mulching with the wood bark. I had planned on making a trip out to the recycling center dumpsters a day or two before the mulch delivery, and hoped my timing would work out that there wouldn't have been a pick up of the paper bins recently. On a whim, and this is one of the perks of working in a library, I asked our head of Periodicals if she happened to have any newspapers that were going to been recycled. BOY did she!

Sweet - no need to go dumpster diving!
Next, the mulch!
I never got out to do the measurements of the yard as planned, so the day before I wanted mulch delivered, I did a quick rough draft of the yard, estimated the size of each bed, and came up with a rough estimate of 6.7 yards of mulch if I wanted a 3" layer (there's some
GREAT calculators out there online if you just search for them...). Ok, 6.7. Well, that's a strange number to order, and I wanted to cover my ass in case I under estimated anything, so I ordered 9 yards. Sue from work (who's just retired this week - BYE SUE!) recommended a place she really likes, and Emily (who also used to work at the Library, and lives in my neighborhood) has also used Gallagher's at Sue's suggestion, and had really nice mulch in her beds, so I placed an order for 9 yards.
Thursday morning came, and I was getting antsy - I wanted to get started! I finally started edging some of the beds and newspapering to get a head start. When the guy showed up with the first 5 yards, explaining his bigger truck was broken so he'd have to make two deliveries, I had him drop it off out back (good thing I put tarps down!).

I know it might not LOOK like much, but that five yards took the better part of an afternoon to spread around the yard.
Around lunch time the delivery guy showed up with the second delivery, saying I got a bonus yard. I jokingly thanked him for the extra work, paid up, and got back to work...

For some of the extra weedy areas I'd gone around a couple days earlier with Roundup (I know, I know - I'm TRYING to be more organic....but sometimes you just have to get tough!), which worked GREAT, but it turns out I had a little accident and didn't realize I was walking through the yard with the little handle pressed on the nozzle. Dumbass....

Let's hope that doesn't take too long to recover. (Oh, and would you believe there's another small spot in the backyard? jeez!)
Just to show how much fun it is doing this sort of work, I took a picture of myself on the second day. I should've done a "before" and "after", but instead only thought about it midday, after my shirt was already soaked in sweat (notice the "dry color" of the shirt near the bottom!). And yes, I know, the garden hat's SUPER sexy... Trust me, I need it! It soaks up A LOT of sweat, stops me from burning my scalp and ears, and the biggest reason I wear it is it keeps the
deer flies off - those suckers BITE!! (Read that wiki link - you'll know why I don't enjoy them biting....and we have quite a few of them!)

After Brett got home from work the second day, he was laughing at my feet - the "pale, not-yet-kissed-by-the-sun" parts that are always covered in socks and shoes, and the part that DOES get a tan, plus lots of dirt, sweat and grime. Sexy, hunh?

"Back off! I'm dirty, sweaty, sore, and tired and don't you DAAAARE take a picture!!!!"

And after I'd taken a long hot shower, where you have to scrub every part more than once, I passed out on the chair while Brett put together dinner... You can see Doogie was wiped out from the yard work too!

Backtracking a little...Thursday nite, after I'd worked on the first 5+ yards of mulch, we had a major rain storm (we'd also had one the night before). We've had so much rain lately that I guess even the worms don't like it - I found this guy crawling on the outside of the living room window. Just FYI - this is about 8 ft off the ground!! (Maybe a bird dropped it?)

More fun... Sometimes I get what I've learned are called "
tonsil stones" - also known as tonsilloliths. I have an irritation at the back of my throat for a couple days, and it feels like I have a small piece of popcorn husk stuck back there, and at some point it feels like something's knocked loose and is resting at the back of my tongue. These things are STINKY and taste NASSSSTY! This is the biggest one I've ever had - I wonder if it's tied to all the yard work and stuff I might've inhaled? That's my (very dirty) pinky next to it. (And yes, I still have my tonsils) I don't think I've ever had tonsillitis, and I've never had one to show a doctor for proof. I've learned what they are strictly from the interwebs. So I took this picture so I could SHOW THE DOCTOR sometime...just to get an opinion. (For what it's worth - the one in the picture is roughly half an inch across - the wiki implies that's a giant one!)

MORE fun - after the first afternoon of work, and before Brett came home from work, I came in, stripped off, was taking a shower, and noticed there was a spot of dirt up on my thigh. Odd - I wore jeans and a long sleeve shirt the first day - how'd I get dirt there? I brushed at it, and it flipped back and forth without ever leaving that spot.

Awwww crap! Doogie's had a number of tick in his fur or latched on this year - until we started the Frontline treatment. Now *I* have one!?!? I carefully finished my shower, making sure NOT to break the tick body from it's head, dried off carefully, got dressed carefully, and went to get the camera. I had to have proof of this - Brett would think I was joking around if I told him I had a tick but didn't show him.
Just after I took the pictures, the doorbell rang. It was Emily from down the street, with her daughter Miranda - they'd wanted to come by and see the gardens. Cool! Only maybe not the best timing since I was dealing with the tick... AND seeing how I'd JUST gotten out of the shower after a day of sweaty work, my body was still kicking out the sweat - I was drenched, and a bit nervous, and Doogie was hyper because we had a visitor. (Poor Emily and Miranda!)

Anyhow, after a number of attempts to get the tick off with tweezers (all those old school techniques where you coat/cover the tick in something or burn it are no longer recommended - it'll regurgitate back into the wound, possibly causing infection), I finally had Emily pluck it off. That suckerwas holding on TIGHT!!! The good news is we don't have to really worry about tick-related diseases in this area of Ohio...whew!
So after two days, most of the mulch was dispersed (there's still a LITTLE in the driveway I need to put out once the heatwave ends), the tick was removed, many of the weeds were also removed/conquered, etc... Only problem is...it turns out I need maybe another five yards of mulch!? AAAAAARGH! How'd that happen!!!
Oh well - it's a learning experience for future years, and the beds are gonna look REAL nice when I'm totally done. Right? Right!