(Yes, that's right. I said "delicious." If walls were edible, I'd eat this one).
Then I asked hubby if I could make a garden, and he said yes. (but that was before he knew how much work it was going to be!). We had about 9 men, putting a total of about 90 man-hours in to make this delicious-looking wall:
The retaining wall was built at the end of May, and now we're reaping the benefits of our thriving garden. I think I just got lucky. We'll see if I can do it again next year.
It's hard to see in this small picture, but we've got tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, summer squash, rhubarb, watermelon, green beans, carrots, and corn!
Like I said. I got pride. And I know pride ain't such a good thing. (and neither is saying "ain't"). But, what can I say? My garden has been my baby in leiu of having no baby, and so I've got pride in my beautiful baby garden.