Well, nearly. What’s left of the monster mulch pile is almost small enough amount to fit in my car. Not the hatch-back portion, mind you, but the entire car. Considering it started out as wide as our driveway, as well as longer and taller than our minivan, I hesitate even to call this small remnant a pile. I should be able to knock it out in about half an hour’s worth of wheel-barrow trips. <\/p>\n
It goes a lot faster now that I’m no longer spreading it around – I ran out of mulchable area some time ago, so I’ve just been making some of the mulched areas ridiculously deep. I don’t want to exagerate, because I haven’t measured the actual yardage involved, but I estimate Andrea bought enough mulch to cover the entire back yard with 1-2 inches of mulch. I thought about doing that – it’s mostly crab grass anyway – but upon consideration decided I’d rather leave Finley a nice stretch of grass where he can “do his business.” I also considered burrying Elizabeth’s picnic table under a pile of mulch, but decided not to do that, either, because I’d just end up having to move it again. <\/p>\n
I think a dump truck full of mulch was a pretty good idea, but next year we probably ought to consider splitting it with someone. Renting a bobcat to move it around more quickly might also not be out of the question. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Well, nearly. What’s left of the monster mulch pile is almost small enough amount to fit in my car. Not the hatch-back portion, mind you, but the entire car. Considering it started out as wide as our driveway, as well … Continue reading