OK, so when we got the trees taken down, I asked the tree guys to leave the chips for mulch.  then they asked me if I wanted more, and I said yes.  this was a good thing until I threw my back out, and I was left with scraggly gardens and a huge pile of wood chips in the driveway.  Here begins the saga of the wood chips, post-good-chiropractor-finding:

The pile. . .

Where the chips that used to be there went. . .