The guys who work in the garden center at Lowes officially think I’m crazy. Also I don’t do the maths.

The retaining wall in the south west corner of the yard had basically crumbled and while rebuilding it I thought I could make a cool raised bed. I laid it out and did all kinds of crazy math and figured out how many stones I would need. Then I had to take into consideration how many the truck could carry (had a few tense moments buying pavers in the yellow car and didn’t want to bottom out or wreck my shocks).  My plan in hand, I head to Lowes to get what I hoped would be enough for half of the project. They were eager to help and got a load of stones into the truck. I get home, bust out the wheel burrow and haul them around back. The stones don’t even cover a single layer and I know now that I will need at least 4 layers. Fail. 3 trips later, the lowes guys automatically pull on their gloves when they see me coming and ask how many this time.

Beginning of day 2 — Still totally underestimated the number I would need.

Completely worth all of the drama and hard work! Looks great. But I’m going to need a lot more dirt.