
We went a little overboard and had 17 varieties of plants in 3 starter boxes.


We were so excited when the plants started to grow, and the taller they got the more we liked it.
At one point, a few weeks later, we felt like we needed to transplant these plants into cups to let their roots have more space. I think this was a big mistake. We had about 50 cups worth of plants, and only 5 seemed to even have a chance at survival. So I brought those back in the house, and nurtured them back to health.
A few weekends ago, MJ and Chris, with a little help from the rest of us, build our beautiful new garden box.

We broke out a section of concrete, actually Chris did, then MJ and he hauled it out.

The kids were a big help, especially Hunter, keeping the drinks coming.

Then the guys trenched for the posts and began to dig lots of deep holes.

Jessi helped dig too, then played.

Hunter played too after he napped.

Then they played some more.

And dug some more. Then they cemented in 12 posts. It was a long day of hard work!

MJ said that this was my Mother's day present so he had to sign his work. This isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

After all the hard work, Daddy needed a snuggle.

Next came the dirt truck.

Then lots of wheel-barrels full of dirt.

Finally we were able to plant our garden again.

The kids enjoyed helping Daddy.

Here is the final project.
This is our second attempt at our garden this year. We hope that we have better success this time.
(The plants that were original are not doing so hot in the garden either, we will have to wait and see if they survive.)

























