We literally moved a mountain today, a shovel-full at a time. Yesterday our five yards of potting soil was delivered and deposited in our driveway. Isaiah has gleefully ridden his big wheel (four-wheeler) up and down the pile of dirt and can't believe we want to dismantle it. Seth and I spent today transporting it to the garden boxes, flowerbeds, and tree roots. I never thought I'd care so much about dirt, but this rich, black stuff is impressive and smells lovely. I tucked my plants in their happy new beds and prayed for just a little more faith that everything will grow.