Today I finally got outside to do some much-overdue yardwork. It was a cool but sunny day, perfect for me & Brutus to get our hands (paws) dirty!
First I had to do a bit of weeding - that's a gross understatement, actually. Notice I'm not showing a "before" picture! Then the more enjoyable task of getting some baby hostas into the gound. Hostas are the perfect way to green up my flowerbeds - easy to plant, nice to look at all summer, and hard to kill! I stared with about a dozen, and now have a yard full of them, thanks to being able to "split" them every spring.
Brutus was a happy to be outside with me, but was sort of luke-warm about the whole procedure. Guess he doesn't have much of a green paw.
Wonder what this thing is for. Looks like a back-scratcher.
Whatcha digging holes for mom? Seems kinda silly... Hey wait - look at that nice piece of bark!
Now THIS part of gardening I can get into!
Brutus took a break from his mulching to inspect the planted hostas. Naturally, he wanted to eat them. And no, I didn't let him "water" them!
Here is Brutus proudly modeling the job he "snoopervised". Just a little TLC and these little guys will be huge in no time and fill in as a nice ring around the tree.
Gotta love a plant can double it's size and produce a clone every year. Gee, good thing the same isn't true for Frenchies...