OH:

The plumbers will return today to finish backfilling the sewer line trench. I was able to nab several daffodil bulbs to toss in as they fill.

They also carefully deconstructed a partly planted peony. It started life here as an end-of-season rescue from the garden center's discard list. It's never bloomed, though it did attempt to bud this year; it's still in a large pot I had nestled, for safekeeping, into what had been planned as a rock garden whose time I missed due to the Tyler stuff. I'll have the plumbers save me a wheelbarrow full of soil, which I'll amend next week for transplanting the baby peony into its much larger (rock-garden-free) bed.

So I hope to be decluttered of a couple of yards of soil by dinnertime, and to enjoy the crew's help to put some heavy retaining blocks back around the bulb bed (which will declutter my driveway). They built shovel time into the bid and have been delightful to work with.

~S~