I mean, soil amendments.
We got yer well-rotted cow manure and yer mushroom compost . . .
And a solid ton of peat moss (well, it felt heavy enough!) . . .
And then all the leaf mould and topsoil I'd saved in a tarp on my bit of patio:
And that's all for tonight, folks: It was getting too dark to tell the difference between peat moss and red sand.
The real down and dirty happens tomorrow, when I get on my knees with the garden fork and try to persuade all this dirty goodness to mix and mingle and make something like decent soil.
And when I get out my pan and screen again and pull up and screen out all the stones my spading fork kept hitting about 8" down this evening. Not imported landscape rocks this time: The ones the soil around here is naturally "blessed" with.
O teh roundee rockes, teh rowndie rockks!
Haow ai duz luvvz teh rouwndee roxx!!