So, as many of you know, we recently
moved to a new to us fixer upper in the country. It's been an
adventure so far. The best kind. Except for this one thing. Well, OK,
there have been a lot of weird things. But this is the worst by far,
so far. It seems the old homeowners like to bury potted plants in
garden beds. But that's not all. It seems they enjoyed leaving them
there for years upon years until the pots filled with roots which
basically turned to cement. And BTW – there's more to the story.
You'll see.
So... My grand-daughter's very helpful
boyfriend was kind enough to remove 4 of these pots from their
respective holes and the dirt from the pots. Seriously, these things
must have weighed 50 pounds each. I could not budge them. Oh, but
we're not done yet. Nope. Because now I had to figure out what the
heck to do with the dirt. Thus, I had the brilliant idea to soak the
rock hard pieces and break them apart.
You guys, I don't know how many gallons
of water I used but it took 4 days of soaking these things for hours
with the sprinkler to get three of them to break apart. There's still
one left. I am done for the day now, though. I'll worry about that
later. But that's not all. Nope. Not at all.
Now, before I go on, let me explain
that in the holes left by the pots, I decided to plant a lilac, some
rhubarb and some walking onions that I brought from the old house.
And also that, once I broke up the dirt, I figured that since it was
mostly roots, it might have some nutritional value for my new plants.
So, I proceeded to shovel said dirt around the stuff I was planting,
in addition, of course to some good soil I bought, so as to take no
chances.
Here's the fun part, though. And I
should perhaps mention that the old homeowners were hunters. As I'm
shoveling the soil back into the hole, my shovel strikes something
harder than the cement soil. I look down and at my feet is the
jawbone and teeth of I don't know what animal the homeowners killed.
They had dogs, you guys. Did they give their dogs this to chew on?
Wait. Did it come from one of their dogs? Was this a burial ground?
Ugh! And BTW, even the irony of the dogs chewing on a jawbone from
another animal grossed me out. Ugh again!
So guys, if you garden, here's a tip
for you. Do not bury pots full of plants and leave them for decades.
And if you do, please do not bury them with parts from the animals
you have slaughtered. Because the new homeowner may be an herbivore
with a chronic illness who has better things to do than deal with
your 50 pound cement blocks and your nasty hunting leftovers.
Funny/Not funny
And I refuse to take pictures. Yuck!
