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Rock Picker

July 3, 2010

It is difficult to drag myself inside on these perfect Idaho evenings.  I’ve been working outside until 8pm because it is just so incredible here.  I guess I should also mention that there is a ton of projects to accomplish.  I have thrown myself into this work with complete joy and satisfaction, especially after the tragic event on the way here.  If I thought that I might be making a mistake after what happened (see  In Memory of Utah, last blog), all of my misgivings have been squelched. 

I stopped in Twin Falls on the way and filled my empty trailer full of plants and bags of soil to create a garden in honor of Utah.  That project had first dibs because in this heat and dry climate, plants in little plastic 4 packs will not last long.  I got my shovel out on the first morning.  It went into the earth about 1/100th of an inch, not kidding.  Not to worry, I quickly removed the camper from the truck, drove the quick 25 miles to town and purchased the only pick for sale at the Western Store.  For the next two days, I picked and hacked, dug out rocks, hauled buckets of rocks, picked some more and rustled up a new crop of rocks.  Okay, no problem, rocks can be quite useful in other applications.  In fact, I am getting a name for myself around here as the nutty rock lady. 

Well, elbow grease works every time and I am proud to announce my fledgling garden has been planted.  Even better, yesterday morning while I was sitting on the deck drinking my coffee, a hummingbird visited one of the new flowers.  Better yet, when I just went outside a second ago to take a picture of that flower (by the way, it is about 9:30 pm, still plenty of light for pictures) there was a bunny in the garden.  Now I wonder what he wants?

3 Comments leave one →
  1. Cesar permalink
    July 3, 2010 4:06 am

    Hope your garden gets established in the little time you have there. The flowers do look happy and it’s nice to see the color. Even if your garden is short-lived I still think it’s worth it. Love the added structures that were meant for Utah.

  2. Eva permalink
    July 4, 2010 5:07 am

    You are the nutty rock lady! I think it is passed down through the gene pool because recently at shasta I collected some rocks!!! Remember my rock polisher?

  3. July 4, 2010 9:13 pm

    Ah yes, the rock polisher. I think of you and how many rocks your strong arms could haul.

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