Our neighbours dabbled in vegetable gardening. They bought a raised bed, filled it with good soil and lots of cow manure and had an amazing crop of eggplants, cucumbers, kohlrabi, strawberries and heaps of other goodies. I was green with envy. But times have changed, the bed was fallow and they wanted to get rid of it.
Laura and Frank to the rescue. We weeded and dug and carted (okay, Frank carted) soil back to our place. The soil has been distributed around the garden where new beds were being manufactured and old holes existed. Plus we have a huge pile left over that we’re storing in the shady bed that used to be home to our ginger.
As if the great soil wasn’t enough, I also uncovered a bunch of strawberry plants under all those weeds. I took quite a few for myself to add to my existing strawberry beds (you can’t have too much diversity in your strawberries, besides, these plants were great producers for my neighbours). I also made a pot of strawberry plants to leave with my neighbours. Even though they are done with gardening, a pot of strawberries on their balcony gives back a lot for very little effort
Of course we didn’t forget the girls in all this. All that digging and dirt-haulage uncovered a plethora of grubs and caterpillars. Frank and I kept delivering a steady stream of treats to our chickens all day. They were in chook heaven.