Garden fairies here.
We are garden fairies and we are writing to report that our afternoon naps were rudely and abruptly interrupted today when a large truck backed up on to the driveway and dropped a gigantic load of mulch, right there.
The mulch was all in bags, so we sent a few scouts over to investigate, once the truck had left. What we discovered was that these bags contained our very favorite pine bark mulch.
We are garden fairies and we were excited to see this and immediately began to plan a celebration. We were planning what food we would serve and what nectars and other libations we would drink and had just started discussing the guest list when Ol’ Tangle Rainbowfly stepped forward and said, “Who is going to spread that mulch?”
Blooming radishes. We are garden fairies and so we knew we were not going to do it. Then we had great concern because as best we could figure there were now 40 bags of mulch on the driveway. We recalled that until Monday last week, which seemed to be some kind of holiday, Carol had 20 bags of the same mulch sitting around the garden for nearly two months before it got spread out.
Well, after much ciphering and discussion, we garden fairies became very concerned that if Carol would leave 20 bags of mulch for two months, did that mean that she would leave 40 bags for four months? Oh dear. Surely not.
We are garden fairies and so we started to investigate. Before long, we found some emails that indicate to us that there will actually be a crew here tomorrow to spread this mulch, “as far as it will go”. Furthermore, the crew is going to edge the beds.
Whew, we are garden fairies and we were relieved to read this. So we had another meeting to discuss the situation and decided to put out a general warning for all garden fairies to move back to the vegetable garden for the duration of the day. After all, one shudders to think about sharp shovels re-edging the beds and mulch being flung all over and what might happen to a garden fairy who might have had a bit too much fun the night before and didn’t make it quite back to a safe place before
passing out stopping for a nap.
We are garden fairies, and that just makes us shudder. We will now remove the horror of those thoughts from our minds by gazing about the last hardy ground orchid bloom of the season, pictured above.
Chief Scribe and Writer for the Garden Fairies at May Dreams Gardens