I always drag my feet when it comes to the spring tidy-up; I'm not sure why this is, since once I get started I really enjoy it. But this weekend I was going to have a confluence of good fortune: the weather was perfect for getting out in the garden, and I was going to be in town to take advantage of it. And so I did.
Here are the before and after pictures of the farm and the storage area behind the shop:
I've decided that my next big project will be to install a storage shed in the area behind the shop. I could move the lawn mower, extra bike, and garden tools out there and free up some much needed space in the woodshop. It will go where that big pile of bricks are now.
I'm not looking forward to moving them.
While I was working, I was thinking about my reluctance to get started on the tidy-up, and as I kept repeating the phrase in my head, it eventually morphed into that old word, "giddyap," that cowboys used to get the cattle moving along the trail. Giddyap is a fine word, a bastardization of "get up!"--which seems an appropriate charge to the procrastinating gardener.