



("the grave")
I am a gardener and I come by it honestly.
At least one member of all sets of grandparents love to garden, and also my great-grandma (Super-G). Mom and dad are just getting old enough to love gardening too (they are 30 and you know what they say about people that old).
This weekend, I planted:
-3 big sugar maples and 3 paper birch trees (at Nan's house)
At my house I planted
-lily of the valley (transplanted)
-Black barlow (bulbs)
-one yellow edged hosta
-a whole bunch of bee haven (liatris) bulbs
-another bleeding heart plant
-a bunch of lilies
I have my own trowel and Dora gardening gloves.
I enjoy digging in the dirt and looking for wormies. I also like to water plants and the bonus is being able to stamp in the mud after watering.
We are trying hard to rehabilitate "the grave" on our front lawn. Dad's goal is to eliminate all grass, thus the need for cutting.
It was a busy weekend.
What are the child labour laws in this country anyway?