It just keeps getting deeper. He's gotten past sod level and silty, dark soil, through clay and now he's at sand level.
Two very different looking artichoke plants (right?). Feels like years since they've been in the ground, but they are thriving. "Over-wintering", I guess. Can't wait to see some more action.
These are four baby river willows, clipped from the river bank, rooted by Frida on the window sill, planted along the fence by the climbing tree. The ground is so soaked we won't worry about watering for a long time.
Hey, a toad hopped into our garage the other night! After spending a little time in Frida's vacation house, it went back to the front yard.