The garden plot below the pond is separated from said body of water by a rather steep hill. A hill we had terraced last year (see, we did get a few things done in 2012). This year, thanks to the help of some WWOOFers, Ben has transformed it into Pie Hill.

What’s a WWOOFer, you ask? It stands for Willing Workers On Organic Farms. Basically, you sign up as a member and search a directory of farms that are willing to trade labor (yours) for food and shelter (theirs). We heard about it from friends of ours who traveled South America one farm at a time. We tried signing up two years ago, but we simply didn’t have the time to manage all the back and forth involved in the requests, and we didn’t have any housing to offer. Sure, some participating farms have WWOOFers camp, but that seemed unfair. When Ben joined us, we rented his house with the thought of hosting WWOOFers in mind. So far we’ve had eight folks help us out this year and we couldn’t be happier.

But back to the terrace. In March, we had a couple of cubic yards of Panorama Pay Dirt delivered, which Ben and Alston, I mean Ben and our WWOOFers from BU distributed among the terraces.


Then they planted blueberry bushes towards the back, strawberries towards the front and rhubarb along the hill’s crest. Now you see why I’m calling it pie hill. I’m happy to report that everything is growing happily.




Okay, so this is also where we have the asparagus plot, but that could easily go into a quiche, therefore the name remains relevant.

From my perspective, it’s great to have all these perrenials located above the main garden plot, so as to avoid any risk of accidentally tilling over these long term plantings. From Ben’s wiser perspective, he likes that a perennial border can serve as a means of pest control for the more delicate annuals that make up the vegetable garden below.

Other than a handful of blueberries and maybe a half dozen strawberries, this hill won’t be making any pies this year. But next year? I am already salivating just thinking about it.