Lest anyone think from all of these Pollyanna-Meets-Laura-Ingalls-Wilder posts about getting the garden started and building compost sheds that I’m some sort of homesteading hipsturbian amalgam of Alice Waters and Bob Vila, let me just bring it back to reality with this. Should we take the little old pickup truck? No, the wood and stuff can definitely fit in my car. Ok. Well, it’s true, the wood CAN fit in the car, but only if we fold all the seats up like origami, take out front visors and headrests, oh, yeah, and if Mama rides in the back lying down under the two sheets of plywood. Oh my goodness we laughed all the way home. What a good way to start the weekend.