Have your garden plots and bush beds been extra weedy this year? Please don’t tell me it’s just me! Seriously? Am I the only one?
We’ve had rain and more rain this spring, so I let the weeds grow wild – until last week. Mr. Round-Up Imitator and I did a lawn dance from bush bed to bush bed.
And then it happened. I couldn’t stand seeing the weeds another minute. On the spur of the moment last Wednesday evening, I stopped by Wal-Mart and brought home fifteen bags of mulch in the back of my car. Rain was due again the next day, so HH helped me dump the mulch quickly before dark.
You know what happened? Fifteen bags barely made a dent.
Most people in the country get a load of mulch dumped into the back of their truck with a tractor scoop at a local co-op.
For the entertainment factor, I’ll share a picture of my mulch load when I returned to Wal-Mart for a serious meeting with Mr. Mulch Man – not the same one from two days prior. The typical questions I get:
Are you from around here? I don’t believe I know you. Who is your husband?
Have you spent your entire life being someone’s wife, daughter, grand-daughter, mother, sister, or aunt? Do you ever feel like wearing a name tag?
Hello. My name is Kim.
Where were we? Oh, yes…still at Wal-Mart.
Mr. Mulch Man asked how many bags of mulch I needed. I conservatively said fifty bags. I felt BAD asking him if someone was around to load the mulch for me, but the job seemed to be beyond his life stage, if you know what I mean. (Mine, too!)
A forklift came out of nowhere, lifted the pallet of mulch right into the back of HH’s truck.
And I gasped. Mr. Mulch Men (now two of them) gasped. After a quick picture sent to HH and his go-ahead, I drove home very slowly, thinking,
If my friends could see me now….
Three hours later, I was back in front of Mr. Mulch Man, and he gulped. What now?
32 more bags.
That time, the stack wasn’t neatly wrapped in plastic. On the way home, an 18-wheeler passed and blew away the top layer of mulch bags, splattering five bags of mulch all over the road. Yikes!
Are you laughing? As I gathered the bag litter, I was thinking,
If Mr. Mulch Man could see me now…
But, it was worth all of that. The results are so much better than the previous weedy mess.
You saw when we put in this perennial garden path nearly three years ago. This is the first time I’ve added more mulch since finishing the project.
I put out a weed inhibitor, like Preen, in all the bush beds that year. It really helped control things. But, it’s expensive.
I noticed the first little Knock-out Rose bud since I trimmed them earlier this month.
It’s nice to see the Spiraea that PAM (Painter Artist Mom) gave me last year so heavy-laden with blooms.
The honey-suckle vine is beginning to bloom, too.
White Peonies are budding.
Have you put out mulch this spring? How do you haul yours?