My good friend Scott Carrino bought me two blueberry bushes for my birthday, and he insisted on coming over, digging a bed, planting them and supervising the watering. For some reason, Fate was transfixed with the hole after I watered it, I think she wanted to jump in or dig it up.

We planted the bushes along the side of the house, out of donkey and pony range (they ate the bushes in the pasture). Scott is a good friend to think of this, it took him nearly an hour to get the bed dug and prepared, we dumped three bags of mulch onto the bed. I am the waterer. I love all the gardens, trees, vegetables and flowers sprouting all over the house.