More Grass, Less Weeds
Today we could actually go outside without dehydrating in five minutes, so we were back to work on getting grass to grow. We peeled up the plastic in the side yard and were delighted to see lots of crispy, withered crabgrass underneath. Success!
After we took a hoe to chop up the dead weeds and pulled out the remaining giant living ones, we measured and cut some of the black plastic sheeting to the size of the raised beds that will be in this area (for blueberries, raspberries, and cranberries). We held it down with off-cuts from the raised beds, which made us feel a little better about all the waste that resulted from building 27-foot beds.
After that, today was basically a repeat of last week: pull the weeds, lay the fertilizer, spread the seed, and cover with compost. If you're a process person, you can check that out here. We found another sprinkler in the garage, et voilà:
We now have three sprinklers in action in the back yard, and I set a timer inside to let me know when to turn one off and the next one on. If we had enough water pressure to run them all at the same time, well, we'd probably be rich and would have paid someone to lay sod and be done with this by now. The magic device that has made this all possible:
If you can block off the part of your brain that can predict consequences, this is totally awesome. If not, you might be preoccupied with the impending water meter reckoning. Lalalalalala! Can't hear you, conscience!
In other news, our landscaper came by and put up the fence and gate that had been taken down to accommodate the Bobcat. It was a lovely surprise on the hottest day of the year (Friday – who could dig post holes in 103 degree temps?!), which is just one more reason working with Glenn was great. It's really nice to have a door to close out the driveway, and it feels a little like being welcomed into a secret space now.
After we took a hoe to chop up the dead weeds and pulled out the remaining giant living ones, we measured and cut some of the black plastic sheeting to the size of the raised beds that will be in this area (for blueberries, raspberries, and cranberries). We held it down with off-cuts from the raised beds, which made us feel a little better about all the waste that resulted from building 27-foot beds.
After that, today was basically a repeat of last week: pull the weeds, lay the fertilizer, spread the seed, and cover with compost. If you're a process person, you can check that out here. We found another sprinkler in the garage, et voilà:
We now have three sprinklers in action in the back yard, and I set a timer inside to let me know when to turn one off and the next one on. If we had enough water pressure to run them all at the same time, well, we'd probably be rich and would have paid someone to lay sod and be done with this by now. The magic device that has made this all possible:
If you can block off the part of your brain that can predict consequences, this is totally awesome. If not, you might be preoccupied with the impending water meter reckoning. Lalalalalala! Can't hear you, conscience!
In other news, our landscaper came by and put up the fence and gate that had been taken down to accommodate the Bobcat. It was a lovely surprise on the hottest day of the year (Friday – who could dig post holes in 103 degree temps?!), which is just one more reason working with Glenn was great. It's really nice to have a door to close out the driveway, and it feels a little like being welcomed into a secret space now.
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