The Domestic Theme for the Month of May is…

        …Heavy Things.
         But first, a correction.
         It was only 4.5 cubic yards of compost that K ordered with a view to filling the new garden bed. It just seemed like 9 yards.

Two shovels makes short work of a pile this size.

         After we got the compost moved to its proper resting spot, we planted herbs and some flowers.

Lavender, rosemary, sage, basil, dill, mint, yarrow, and sunflowers.

         And then, apparently I stayed out in the sun for too long, because I decided to clean the garage.
         Our garage is where Heavy Things Go To Die.
         Apparently they reproduce before expiring, though, because I dragged out and stacked more Heavy Things to be hauled away than can actually be contained within the square footage of the garage.
         This means, of course, that our garage generates miracles of weight. I would like to be grateful, at least for the miracles part, but my arms are too tired.