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Diary of a Boy Gardener

We are in the Berkshires, the beautiful rolling hills of western Massachusetts where the season is short and the frosts sometimes win. Visit Sally and David's Gardens and see how two old farts spend their time helping what plants they can find their place in this world.

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Location: Hinsdale, Massachusetts, United States

Retired Service Engineer. Installed and repaired diagnostic x-ray equipment. Trained and supported others doing the same thing.

Sunday, June 23, 2002

Whew !!!!
The picnic got us so manic that there was no time to visit this dear diary. And David's memory ain't what it used to be. Friday and Saturday consisted of more weeding, edging and some planting. For example, a new rose (a J&P rugosa) went in where the forsythia was extracted. The 2nd rose could not be planted there due to presence of large rock, so some bulbs filled in for now. The whole lower east corner of rock path was reclaimed, with about 5 wheelbarrows of weeds going over the bank. Major mulching and it looks very good now. The tent guy came and set that up and then we built our world famous fireplace which consists of stuff from Perlmans, the local scrap metal dealers. A curb drain cover is set on an old pickup tool rack and another grate under it adjusts the fire bed height. Used small chunk maple. Because the burger screen got destroyed this winter, had to use iron pans to cook, but there are plenty of those.
Picnic day was a total blur. All the last minute things like getting the ice to cool down the drinks and putting a tarp over the fireplace and trimming lawn by hand around the front sign, and cleaning the bathroom and kitchen (AGAIN!!!). David came out of the shower exactly at noon and the first guests arrived at about quarter after followed by several groups in a row. Probably about 50 people spent anywhere from 1 to 8 hours and the food was splendid. Lots of nice dishes arrived. David never even saw the cheesecake, it was devoured instantly. Beefalo burgers, hot and sweet sausage and hot dogs flew off that fire.
Cousin Dick (long lost for 50 years, found us on the web from some genealogy postings) arrived early and it was great recalling our child hood holiday meetings of the 50's and catching up each others lives over all these years.
The rain did come in, but there was no wind nor lightening. Consisted primarily of short showers. After each rain small groups could be seen walking out to the various garden spots to enjoy them. It is such a pleasure to share the gardens with friends.
There is a lot of cleanup for this morning and it is still raining on and off and the ISP is doing some maintenance real soon, so bye for now. Hope to add some pictures of the setup later (none of event, never even had a chance to get out the camera - pity).

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