Now that the old planting boxes are gone, and the flat section of the garden is presentable enough to host Ingrid’s graduation party, I’m back working on the planting towards the street. The steel edging has been waiting for me since November. Today I got it in place.

I’ve got a cubic metre of new soil waiting for me, to replace the grass sod I cut away.

Nysse was obsessed with trying to get in under the pallet that the bag of soil was delivered on. Some small creature must be hiding under it.