I must confess. I slipped over to the dark side for a while this afternoon.

The poison ivy is coming up and the leaves are tender right now, so I got the container of weed killer (left over from several years ago, but most likely as toxic as ever) and spritzed it. Poison ivy and I do not get along. It kills me to get even a small spot. This is the result of a really bad rash a few years ago, and now I'm very sensitive to it. My man Howard says you have to dig it up, and even toxic sprays may not help, but I'll (pardon the pun) give it a shot.

The rest of the day was suitably organic. I dug and sifted my compost pile from last year and lugged a couple of wheelbarrows full to the new bed at the side of the house. Green sand, lava sand, and compost are in place and tomorrow I'll crank up the old tiller and work it in deep.

Bobert, I took a look at the tag for the ground when I was at Home Depot. They call it something else, and it is grown in a nursery in California. I didn't write it down (I should have five-fingered the tag, but I was in a hurry and didn't think about it.) I'll report more later.

SRS