Just a quick side trip to my flower garden. Honestly, if I just let this thing go wild it ends up looking stunning to my untrained eyes, but there are weeds lurking in there, tenacious weeds that spread under all the loveliness. And if I don’t actually tend the garden (like I didn’t last year) then there is a crazy underground root system to deal with later, like now. One more season of neglect and everything I like best about this spot will get choked.
After I removed most of the leaves I pulled what I could of those two terrible unidentified weeds (thank you Hori Hori) and chopped down a Sumac that was trying to take hold. It was a little odd taking the leaves off, since they do provide a natural mulch and compost of sorts, but I left the littler pieces and resolved to actually make leaf mulch this year. Plus, when I bought my composted soil for the raised beds, I got a cubic yard of composted tree mulch, so I knew I’d have something to add back once the soil was warm enough. (A quick preview here of our new beehive.)
I’m not quite done yet, but already there is such a difference. My girl helped me spread the mulch about at the bottom of the bed over the last few days. At first she was almost mixing it into the soil, and I was having little anxiety attacks while biting my tongue so as not to quash her enthusiasm. I took a deep breath and told her that the mulch was like frosting, and needed to be in a nice thick layer. That did it. She’s a mulch queen now. Cake similes are the way to go with my girl.