Mulch Ado Again

Thursday, I bought some mulch from Gardner's saw mill, which is just down Route 40 a piece—practically in the neighborhood. I sent John in my green 1972 Chevy Longhorn (now an official "farm use" truck) to get a couple of scoops.


I liked the looks of this pile. At $14 a scoop, the price wasn't too bad. I bought three scoops.


This is how much is in a scoop.


Steaming hot mulch! It smelled wonderful.


Here's my load of mulch coming home. The guy packed it down with the scoop pan so it didn't blow off.


I mulched the driveway flowerbed Thursday afternoon. Nothing like pumping mulch for exercise!

This morning three big helicopters went over the house—and over the truck with what's left of the mulch (the truck is this side of the horse trailer).


This is how much I had left this morning. I have a lot less now. I mulched the gazebo flowerbeds this evening after the wind died down a bit.

I guess I'll have to buy a couple more scoops soon. I can't believe I used to buy bags of mulch when I lived in Roanoke.

Buying bagged mulch is for wimps.

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