The mean old boss sent me out to help his wife in the garden. I became the voice activated, automatic hole digger, and soil mover. Way back when we first moved in, 24 years ago I mowed the far west side of the driveway. It was the second part of the yard converted to a garden. We had put in two different concrete borders to keep the grass out of bushes and plants. The entire area is now a garden, so the rings had to be dug up. Two old almost dead plants got removed, and two new ones put into new positions where the concrete borders were.
Then she had me dig up some of the clay dirt, and bury it in the compost pile. So ultimately I buried dirt.
