Viburnum farreri, at last.
My back hurts, my sciatica has flared up again, my fingers hurt; all in all a very good day.
I had a yard and a half of pea gravel delivered today. (Twice as much as I needed, of course.) As I was waiting for the delivery truck, I dug in the dirt in the front bed to make it easier to dig gravel into the top layer. I found this.
Not giant ramen noodles, but a huge piece of carpet buried next to the foundation when the house was built. I dug and dug, but it was such a large piece I realized I’d be digging for hours, if not days.
The area in the lower right hand corner has Zauschneria ‘Solidarity Pink’ which I don’t feel like moving. The desert bird-of-paradise had to be moved, and watered. It might not like the move.
(It’s true that the manzanitas make it difficult to negotiate the front walk, and the front porch too, but I can’t help that. Visitors should try not to trip over them.)
All done. At least this part of the operation. What a masterpiece of design.
the miserable gardener 