I have been begging my husband to build my garden beds for weeks. I gave him a deadline saying if he didn’t do it by then, I would! This stubbornness was given to me by my parents, both first born. Its their fault.
My husband, knowing full well that I would be out in the backyard attempting to use his saw if heaven forbid, he ran out of time, started work on my garden beds. I was a happy girl! I had my own project to do so after putting the kids down for their afternoon naps we went to work! It felt fantastic working alongside my husband.
Before we had kids I would go to jobs with him and help out when I wasn’t working at the Credit Union. I loved helping him, watching him solve problems and create the masterpieces he is well known for.
For those of you who don’t know my husband is a tile and natural stone installer, among many other talents, like laying counter tops and other types of finish work, he is amazing at what he does and is requested by many to work their jobs. I have to brag a little, proud wife here 😉
Anyway, being in construction he is a man of many talents, and I take advantage of them all. He loves me for it too 😉
As we got ready to head outside he filled a work bucket full of ice and beer, popping the first bottle open and drinking the ice cold refreshment, he nooded his head as if to say, “lets do this.”
Some of the tools needed to get er done!
There’s my man of many talents, skills, and creator of all things Pinterest! How I love him!
He said he wasn’t mocking me in this picture. Rarely does he smile that big for me with a camera in hand. Hmm…
While he worked on my garden beds, I worked on a place for the BBQ. We have a really small porch (12×12 I think) and the BBQ takes up a lot of room so we decided to place it off to the side on its own little perch.
I absolutely hate digging grass up. It is my least favorite part of these kinds of projects. Though the outcome is always worth it.
I laid the squares out, dug around them, pulled the grass out, set them back in the dirt to measure and make sure I had it right. Then pulled them out again! It’s hard labor 😉
Then I grabbed one the the boards my husband had cut (it was the perfect size) and leveled out the dirt. I also laid yard material down, you know the stuff that makes it so grass wont grow up through it (I forget the proper name).
Then I laid all the squares back down! I jumped on it and was amazed that they were all level! I called my husband over to gaze at my handy work. He was proud 😀
All finished! The BBQ fits on it perfectly! I might fill in the garden bed one day beside the BBQ and put a table there to help in food preparation. Yet another idea. At least there is no grass to dig out.
My husband was still hard at work so I figured I better stay busy. I got some seeds out that I have been wanting to plant.
I am still amazed that such big beautiful flowers can come from such small seeds. These seeds will grow Lilly Miller flowers which will reach about 18 inches high and help fill in a sparse flower garden (the one in the picture).
At last my husband finished putting together the last of the wood we gathered from my parents house. There was only one problem. We were short wood. So I only got three garden beds out of the deal when I wanted a total of seven 🙁 Oh well… At least we got some done.
Notice one is pressure treated. After making that one for about seventy dollars we decided we needed free wood, which my parents had (total answer to prayer).
This one is for my raspberries!
It was a job well done and in spite of being short wood, I was a very excited girl!
Fast forward to the next day. My mother drops by (she’s an avid gardner) and takes a gander at our work. She is excited and happy for us but had one question…
“Why are your beds so high?”
To which I replied, “umm…”
The boards are 2×6. we put two boards per side making the beds 2×12. I don’t need them this high. I don’t know why we built them that tall. I saw a pinterest picture, they had two boards, so I though I needed two boards! But I really don’t. So the plan is to cut all the beds in half horizontally, making the garden beds only 6 inches high. Which will also cut down the amount of dirt we will have to buy. Silly me, poor husband.
At least I have will have twice the garden beds! Now to tell my husband…