Truck and I went out on our first date to one of the free mulch piles in the city parks. Yeah, I looked pretty cheap going for the free stuff, but I’d end up broke if I let Truck fill up with frou-frou cypress mulch. Truck can really pack it in, if you know what I’m saying…
The people-watching at the park was great. Just look at all the happy people (in the top-right side of the first photo) running and biking away from the mulch pile. It’s almost like they would rather be recreating than shovelling wood chips on a sunny summer morning. Weird.
It took two truckloads of mulch to cover the boulevard garden and side yard to a satisfactory level. I’m certain I could have found a home for a third truckload, but I was feeling pretty worn out from my date with Truck. This was the first time in three summers that I had refreshed the mulch in these areas and they were definitely due, so Truck couldn’t have come along at a better time. It was one of those rare occasions when I was glad to be set up by my parents.
Now that I know what a great date Truck can be, I might ask to see Truck a bit more often.