The boys worked hard in our heavy soil and dug a 3 metre long hole for a pond. And next to it up went a hot house. Before it was complete, I started moving in my green babies, that is my seedlings. They LOVE it in there, and so do I. Hot and humid and full of lush, green, happy plants. Reminds me of the first time I landed in Honolulu air port. Steamy and buzzing with life.
It seems correct, but why are we left with extra screws?
The pond beginnings.
The first of the lasagna vegetable beds, layers upon layers of organic goodness, come hither worms!