April 22, 2013 by Kriscinda Lee Everitt
Well, we spent the last little bit either setting the garden bed frames, or watching the rain come down, waiting for a good day to have the soil delivered.
Long story about this here soil.
Our property with the barn is all that’s left of the original family land here. It used to be the farm house next door, the spring house (our house), the barn and silo, and acres and acres of land for farming. Over the years, parcels of land got sold off, contributing to the rural suburbia that lines one side of our property. On the other side, it’s woods and fields—the largest parcel bought up by a very wealthy neighbor. The wife of the collective previous owners grew up in the farmhouse immediately next door. When she grew up and got married, she and her husband settled into our house. So, there has never been a reason to run a new driveway to our place because the driveway that’s there (that we are at the end of, which turns into a gravel road up to the barn) has always been shared between the farm house and the spring house. Now, the farm house is owned by someone else completely, but they are swell people and they let us use it (otherwise we’d have to lay a new drive from a different road altogether, down through the acres we’re hoping to turn into a pumpkin patch).
So, no problems there, except that whomever laid the driveway we share did a crap job and, apparently, didn’t do it right. The neighbor found this out the hard way when he was doing some work on the house and needed a large dumpster outside. The truck that delivered it was too big and cracked the driveway.
For the soil we’re having delivered, the smallest truck available to us is a 5-tonner, which will most certainly crack the driveway (but is at least still better than the 10-ton and tri-axles that were at first suggested). So we have to have them come up the curb on the other side of that acre, come down through it, and then come up the gravel drive to the barn. That’s all fine and dandy (the rut-fixing we’ll have to do later notwithstanding), except that it’s on an incline and when it rains, the ground gets really soft.
It’s been a logistical pain in the ass to get this first delivery here and we’ve postponed it twice already. The kicker is that we need 40 tons of it, five tons at a time. And between each delivery, we need to hump that five tons to the beds.
I’m expecting the first delivery today. They’re supposed to call me when they’re ready to drop it off so I can direct them where to go and then start humpin’!
Meantime, here’s some pics: