Today's Keyboard Smash

I've got a mound of diiiirt, I've got a mound of diiiirt~

There's a plant around here that processes all the county's green waste, turning it into gas for energy and charred, carbon-sequestering compost. Twice a year, they do a giveaway to anyone who can show up with either a truck bed or trailer to be dumped in or buckets to fill themselves. We've never been before, but it was supposed to be a big deal.

It's apparently a very big deal, if the line of cars there before the event even started was any indication.

So I now have a heaping truck bed-worth of the most beautiful compost I've ever seen. I will now have no difficulty filling in the flower garden like I want to in advance of bulb planting (provided I actually get some kind of edging stone to give it a border in which to fill). Among other uses, because holy shit, that's a lot of dirt.

Shoveling it out of the truck was perhaps not the best form of not-actually-post-infection convalescence, but oh well. Priorities. Dirt.