When The Sun Comes Out, We Sweat

This weekend was gorgeous.  It seems that La Nina or whatever her name is has made for an unseasonably cool spring.  So cool in fact that we've had more rain than our rivers can handle.  We've had flood warnings for much of the last couple months.  I've been battling slugs like no other this year.  I've gone through one container of Morton's salt already and my marigolds were still lost. 

When we saw the forcast for the weekend and it was just yellow circles with no rain, clouds or lightening bolts!  We ordered yards of bark, borrowed a truck and went to work. 

The pile-o-bark was a bit overwhelming, but smelled heavenly.

This picture doesn't really do it justice.  It was almost taller than Zoe.

Here's the side of our house that requires the most work.  It's a huge bed that is edged with weeds.  Technically our property doesn't extend beyond the fence.  So all that green you see that "looks" like grass is actually weeds that have grown in so much the HOA just mows them now.  This side of our house needs constant weeding and is really the japanese clover in my side.

D was with us this weekend and offered to help, bless her heart.  I moved the bark, she spread it out and N took pictures!  In his defense, he offered to help, but I told him I had to work on my guns.

Now look at the bed.  Isn't it so pretty?  It's also been heavily sprayed with weed killer.  The super concentrated kind that kills all vegetation for a year.  I'll tell you, that stuff is my new BFF.

What do you do after you take care of the pile-o-bark?  You do back bends against the wall.  Duh!

You also have a little girl who wants to help, so she takes the empty wheelbarrow up and down the sidewalk so she can help too.

Then you rehydrate, take a minute for some lunch and then you wash the motorcycle.

You jump in the bubbles, clean the pipes and get all wet and soggy.

Because tomorrow, that shiny, gorgeous bike is going to be your ride.