When we last left the job of working on the climbing roses on the structure that we call The Arcade, it was 10am yesterday, the roses were severely pruned (poor, neglected roses) and they were ready to be weeded and have fresh mulch added to the bed.
After a short break, I made quick work of pulling the weeds. Then, I gathered my tools and laid landscape fabric on the half of the bed where there wasn't any (the formerly-weedy portion of the bed).
It was at this point that my husband had to make a quick trip downtown. I asked him to please take my truck and pick up some mulch for me while he was out. (We have to go right past the mulch place whenever we go just about anywhere from here.) A little while later, as if by magic... we have two yards of mulch in the truck!
I got right to work, hoping to have the bed all mulched by the time I quit work for the day. Alas, I could only get about 2/3 of the part of the bed with the landscape fabric done ... I worked too hard for too long and I hit the wall.
I put my stuff away and I crept up to the house. My hands and my shoulders and my legs hurt, and I was so tired. My sweet husband met me when I came in the door, I told him that I was too wiped out to finish, and he said, "I'll do it for you" ... and he did!
This is what The Arcade looks like right now ... roses are pruned, weeds are gone, and it's all topped with a freshly applied layer of mulch. I'm still sore today, but not too bad, so I've been taking it easy and working on a few other things. I will share these with you another day.
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