Dirt

On the same day Chris got a nose job (meaning his deviated septum was made straight) a dump truck came to our house delivering 13 cubic yards of topsoil and 3 cubic yards of nice dirt/compost.   So while Chris is on the couch feeling wretched and sporting a mustache bandage (seen below)....

 

....I am in the yard with our newly purchased dirt. Who know dirt could be so thrilling? Or so expensive?!

The plan is to spread a thin layer of topsoil over the backyard to smooth out the ruts/cover the tree roots and provide a better home for some grass seed. The other dirt is to build a raised garden bed that will hopefully grow some vegetables next year.

After spending all day hauling and raking dirt, we finally planted the grass seed.  Then we watered and waited every day for a week or so with very little change. At this point I was getting worried that all our money and efforts would only result in a smooth pile of mud covering our entire backyard.

A view of some expensive mud from the kitchen door.  I often stand here and stare out at the dirt, hoping it will turn into grass.