Anyone know how large 3 cubic yards of earth is? Well I looked at this little pile of soil and thought, Oh no problem. If you are ordering earth- do not be fooled! 3 yards of soil moved in wheelbarrow chunks is a lot of chunks.

First we had to lay cardboard down to mulch the grass. Getting all your cardboard from the liquor store is a fantastic idea when you want a lot of cardboard fast, but it does make you look a bit like an alcoholic to your new neighbours. Whoops!

Then we ripped up grass that was growing lusciously then EARTHED over it.

Kudos and thanks to Theresa and Marc for making all this possible. My dreams are materializing before my very eyes! A veggie garden! Who knew it could be?

This is our attempt at the famous painting by Grant Wood.

Modern day twists on farming… Can we get more sacriligious?

Ya know, I’m comfortable with the title “Gardener” and I practically jumped into the “Beekeeper” hat. But Farmer? The negative connotations of being a hay-chewing country yokel. I’m just not there yet. I wonder at what point I will embrace the “Farmer” label as my own. Does it take ducks, chickens, sheep, a cow to slap myself with that title and Own it?

Please just call me the “Bee Lady.”

And, the bees are doing fine, thank you for asking.