On Mon, 15 Jun 1998, penny x stamm wrote: > > He's in pain the whole day, and yet he told me this morning that he > thought he could dig the holes for my hundreds of annuals with his > left hand -- I told him that nobody could step into that big bed until > it stops raining, but with our forecast of 7 more days of thunder- > storms, I think I'll lay some plywood down so I can reach the middle, > in the lulls between storms. Been there, done that, tell him not to bother. Not unless he really enjoys codeine. Nothing like stretching "stay off it for 8-10 weeks" to "yah, well, I told you not to do that. Now it's gonna be about 6 months." ;-) Hundreds of annuals, huh? How tough is the ground? Have you considered just adding a few inches of workable soil or compost to the top of the beds and planting in that? It'll probably keep things from drowning, too. I did that this spring when I just didn't have the strength to get the trowel in the clay. Things are growing quite well, despite their unusual planting in about 1.5" of decomposed bark dust on top of Oregon clay. Had a copy of "Growing Edge" magazine I accidentally left in the bathroom... lots of hydroponics equipment ads. This was a mistake-- I'm married to an engineer. We spent today setting posts for an experimental hydrpoponic veggie setup in the backyard. Amazing what you can do with a sump pump and some vinyl guttering. Anyhow, if either of us can still walk tomorrow, I think I'm going to hang a sign saying "Steve's garden" on it, with a fingerpost pointing to my raised beds 10 ft away. "Kay's patch". ;-) Oh yes, the annual air show is over. Hallelujah. Major sonic booms for three days in a row I don't need. Nothing too exciting happened, unless you count one of the Thunderbirds blowing a tire on short runway and winding up nose-down in some mud. Next year, I think I'll be elsewhere. Or deaf. ;-) Kay Lancaster kay@fern.com just west of Portland, OR; USDA zone 8 (polarfleece)