Evening planting

Then, no rest for the wicked, as I left one garden for another to get things further into shape down at the SPCG...

Here is some parsley, just about the first thing that our personal little collectivist enclave stuck all up in the earth:

Josie, who is studying Chinese and peppered our evening with her spot-on accent and new phrases (adorbs!), looks forward to next week's class to ask how to say: "Whaddya want from me?"

And, as the sun set and I scraped manure from the grooves up of my bed liner with the non-business end of a broom (tech!), the kids continued a-planting like some amazing D_____ version of The Gleaners: