Good Monday, everyone. Hope your weekend was a nice one. Mine was spent working in the yard. The idea is to get most of it into maintenance-mode so that I won’t be out there post-surgery, watching an army of weeds plan their hostile takeover of my few perennials.
Readers often ask about my yard. In fact, it’s one of the questions I get most. With summer right around the corner I thought I’d take you on a little tour and hopefully answer some questions along the way.
When we first moved into our house the backyard was completely overgrown. The property extended beyond the dried up creek bed but it was completely hidden by giant bushes. Here’s a snapshot taken from the deck right after we acquired the keys to the house. It had a wild kind of charm to it, but getting to the shed (yes, there is a shed behind them there bushes) was kind of like trekking your way through the Amazon.
A ton of hard work, a bulldozer, several loads of dirt and many years later, this is what the backyard looks like today:
You can’t see from this angle but the creek started flowing with water again about two years after we moved in. It hasn’t been dry since. We don’t have massive amounts of property – our house sits on just a bit more than two-thirds of an acre. You’ve heard the old saying, ‘one man’s trash is another man’s treasure?’ Well, we don’t like that saying very much around here. Our former owner used to bury his trash in the backyard. OH! the things we’ve uncovered:
Broken wine bottles.
Part of a tombstone.
An old, rusty coffeepot.
Hinges and coils.
….oh, I could go on – believe me. But you get the point. When we look out over our backyard now, the first thing we say is, ‘We’re so very lucky.’ But the second thing we say is, ‘Do you remember what a nightmare that was?!’
Of course we don’t regret the work we’ve put into our yard for a single second. But we do have second thoughts whenever we want to tackle any project that involves digging. And in case you’re wondering – no, we’ve never found a bag of gold or a coffee can stuffed with cash. Just license plates. And broken coffee mugs. And a winter scarf. Oh, yeah; I was going to get off that topic. Sorry.
Our yard will always be a work in progress, for as long as we decide to live here. Maintaining it truly is a labor of love. But as you already know, hard work with any task always pays off. The obstacles you encountered along the way make the finished product that much more satisfying, the frustration a bit less important.
Have you ever started a major project only to uncover some major roadblocks?