…which elected us as one of their first Sunday Gardening projects. They pick people with yard projects that seem to need help, and happened to pick us as a) close and b) significantly stalled. They have to pass our unfortunate lawn to get to the church.

Their notion is instead of sitting every Sunday for a sermon, going out into the community one Sunday a month and doing something useful—

Like rescuing us from the project that with Jane sick had just languished. Jane will have pix. These wonderful people, men, women, teens, pregnant women with shovels, and kids from 3 up to Cajeiri’s age, all carried rock, laid pathways, did the foundation of the line between our no-lawn and our neighbor’s lawn in an intelligent way and a pretty one—and when we were 3 stones short, they went and bought 3 more of these 60 lb diamond blocks. It’s a splendid job. The pathways have basalt gravel, which will go hard and settled with the first rain, not allowing weeds ever again, the weeds are gone, the rocks are mostly brought up to the dry streambed, and it is over all gorgeous.

You’ve listened to our laments for the last couple of weeks: well, today we won the garden lottery, made the acquaintance of some really excellent people, and it’s beautiful. The pix will be worth seeing, I assure you. They had no idea when they offered that Jane had been sick and that we were in trouble. So here we are, and we are very happy with our diagonal neighbors!