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The Backyard Needs Some Love

Yesterday was my day off. Rather than sit around in my robe all day, I decided to be productive. I grabbed the rake and clippers and headed to the back. Before I did, I snapped a few photos.  I figured they might come in handy if and when the Mr. asked the familiar question, “What did you do today?”

By the way, these pictures will probably make you feel better about your own yard.  Keep in mind that at one time, there was grass, and it was green, and it covered the entire yard.  Thanks to my mischievous three dogs, that’s no longer the case…

It’s obvious that I have a LOT of work to do!  The boards you see above were my anti-escape preventative means of keeping Molly from digging under the fence.  Of course, she then figured out how to jump over the fence, so they proved worthless.  I decided to remove them so the water will drain properly when it rains.

I’m in the process of raking the yard.  Did you know that a fertilizer spreader only holds about six handfulls (two handed) of leaves?  Do you know how many trips I made from the back to the curb to remove the three piles I managed to collect?  At least 40.  Needless to say, I’ll be enlisting the help of the kids when I resume my work.

Not only did I rake, but I trimmed the big tree in the second picture from the bottom.  I used a small pair of clippers that I’ve had since I lived in South Florida.  They are at least seven years old and only meant for minor clippings.  I used them to trim some very large branches.

Yeah, I didn’t get much knitting done.  I could barely make a fist after the work. After raking the leaves, I got distracted by dollar weeds.  If you’ve never seen one, here’s what they look like:

They can be quite annoying because they spread like wildfire.  They have long, worm-like roots that connect one “dollar” to another.  I spent about 2 1/2 hours working my way down the side of the house, digging in the dirt to uncover and gently pull out the weeds, roots and all.

As I worked, I couldn’t help but think of my mom.  She spent hours upon hours working in our very large yard.  We had one of the loveliest yards in town.  I watched her transform it from a patchwork of grass and dirt to one of lush green with large flower beds surounding each cluster of trees.  Hopefully my valiant efforts to restore my yard to its once pristine state will pay off.