The Joy of Dirt

Under the category of Things That Would Never Have Happened in Ann Arbor, we have a load of dirt in our back yard ready to use next spring for a strawberry bed and hosta beds around the tree trunks.

It's all thanks to our neighbor, Ron, who knew we were planning more gardens and who pulled in our driveway yesterday to let me know that the county was digging out ditches a mile or so from us. Apparently, the county road crew is happy to recycle the dirt if you just ask, so Dave walked down and visited with the guy on the back hoe and voila -- we have dirt.

Have I mentioned lately that I'm really happy to be back in Iowa where even the people who work the window at McDonalds are friendly?!