Next week, if there's enough room in our small plot, I'd like (them) to plant a few more edibles, but Joshua picked the first round of seeds himself. It's really his and John's project.
John had to dig up all the ground, first. This was his second day at it. Joshua stayed faithfully by his side through every minute of it. He has become John's shadow. A rototiller would have been faster and more effective, but after John discovered a random pipe of unknown origins, I am very glad that he stuck to the old-fashioned way.
An ancient relic of the past, unearthed by John.
Planting the seeds.
Oh, and my roses are in full bloom. The bush is over 50 years old and it shows off hundreds of blooms every spring.