A week ago, I began digging to level a pad in the sloping back garden to erect a small, six sided greenhouse. I was undecided about the purchase, and of course every gardener needs a greenhouse, or at least thinks he does, so when an offer for a two hundred dollar discount came in, I couldn’t pass it up. In haste, I didn’t consult my wife, so informing her after the fact there was considerable eye rolling, and no surprise, she questioned where in the heck (not her exact wording) will it go?
Also unsurprisingly, I had no idea. Somewhere out back, I was certain, and helpfully she suggested chopping out a tree or two to make room. Nope, not a possibility, though after several looks, and a change of mind from one side of the garden to the other, several branches on two redbuds were pruned so no more space would be taken than was absolutely necessary.
I think this spot is ideal, though a bit busy with two structures in close proximity. A Korean Sweetheart tree is slated for planting between the two, so I expect one will be obscured from the other soon enough. The greenhouse is shaded from the late afternoon summer sun, but as exposed as possible to the winter sun. And, what will the greenhouse be used for? Surely, I’ll think of something.
Saturday, digging began to prepare the base, and I decided on some well weathered granite pavers for the flooring. The compound slope was a little tricky to work out the leveling, but after a few hours I cut into the slope and set an area large enough for the greenhouse (above), with plans for a boulder wall to be constructed next weekend to retain the slope on the upper side. The planning and the doing were running side by side, and no doubt that’s risky on such a project, but I was confident that everything would work out.
And then, late in the day, the postman brought an overdue delivery of bulbs. I’m pretty certain these had been in transit a few days too long, so the next steps on the greenhouse had to wait until everything was in the ground. I anxiously awaited this delivery, so I’m not complaining. Temperatures have cooled down, and I’m mostly happy I didn’t have to do all this work in last week’s heat.
Sunday, the bulbs were planted, and then, back to the greenhouse. I had to figure out how to anchor it, but since it’s kind of tucked into the trees I didn’t think there’s much wind to be concerned about.
A few minor details were worked on during the week, but nothing much was accomplished until Saturday, when the granite paving was on hand. I hadn’t done much of this type work in years, but after ruining the first paver with an extremely crooked cut, I got the hang of it, and the rest went without a hitch. I think it almost looks like I know what I’m doing, and now I need to figure out how to put the greenhouse to use. This should be the easy part.