Monday, October 22, 2012
Waiting for Dirt
We are back now from our terrific two week road trip to north Texas where we spent time with family and celebrated my autumn birthday, and Senor is out in the yard waiting patiently for his dirt to be delivered. It will be placed on that black tarp, right in the middle of the pathway to the stable and to get out there I will need to walk way around the other side of the yard because to the left of that tarp are piles of sand, gravel and ladrillos.
Humberto has skipped out on us this morning, maybe at home carving his wood statues or painting a new design or maybe he has another tooth ache. I was expecting him to start moving the dirt as soon as it arrives, maybe to clear at least the pathway so we can come and go.
The dirt will go here, in Senor's garden. While we were in the states, Senor supplied himself with the vegetable seeds he plans to grow. This is what Humberto did in the garden while we were gone, lined it with old ladrillos, getting it ready. Eventually concrete will add some height to its edges and make it easier to tend. But October is prime growing season here in Sonora, so it is all about getting the dirt.
Note that I say, his garden, not mine, not our garden. He is planting all the tall plants, sweet corn that sister in law, Yennifer, sent from Minnesota, tomatoes from seeds he harvested from our seven foot monster last year tomato tree, and the huge assortment of seed packets he got from Freddie's Farm Store in Texas. He says he will be taking care of it. I am sure I will not be able to keep my hands out of it, but I will try.
Whoooohoooo, I smell manure. The cowbell on the gate is ringing and Cookies just did a nose dive under the bed. The dirt has arrived.
Hasta luego................linda lou