That's what farmers do
Each year, I have a plan to landscape one section of our yard. In 2008, we really hit the front yard hard and I think it is really looking nice this spring. This morning I looked out and saw a white iris blooming.
This year, the project is to put a patio in below our back porch. There's a staircase that comes down from the porch and a door that goes into the basement. Traffic will be high in this area as we go to and from the pond during the summer months. Wanting a look of old pavers, I picked a tumbled cobble stone in three sizes. The beauty of this is that there's no pattern. Although Jeff didn't quite see it this way! To me it was like a quilt, to him it was a mess! We simply changed jobs. He got all of the sand prepared, I brought bricks to the back of the house. Then he brought me bricks while I laid them out in the cool, no pattern design.
We are using some styrofoam pieces to walk on and kneel on while working on the bricks. Jeff had sent me up to the garage to get one more piece. When I came out of the garage, the strong wind quickly snapped my one piece of styrofoam into two and away they went across the drive way. Of course, they went into two different directions (hmm...much like the girls) and I could only catch up with one piece. The second piece seemed to get lodged in some tall grass on the hill side. I asked Henry if he would go find that piece and bring it back. Off he ran.
Around the corner he came with the hunk of styrofoam. I was near my camera and quickly grabbed it because I loved what I saw. Mom says, "You got it. Thanks, Henry."
He replies with something but I can't quite hear him. "What Henry?" "That's what farmers do, they help," he replies.
"Yes, Henry, you're right. Farmers do help."
There are two details I must point out. The chocolate ice cream "ring" from a quick stop at the Gingersnap with Dad.
Winter boots on May 31.
This year, the project is to put a patio in below our back porch. There's a staircase that comes down from the porch and a door that goes into the basement. Traffic will be high in this area as we go to and from the pond during the summer months. Wanting a look of old pavers, I picked a tumbled cobble stone in three sizes. The beauty of this is that there's no pattern. Although Jeff didn't quite see it this way! To me it was like a quilt, to him it was a mess! We simply changed jobs. He got all of the sand prepared, I brought bricks to the back of the house. Then he brought me bricks while I laid them out in the cool, no pattern design.
We are using some styrofoam pieces to walk on and kneel on while working on the bricks. Jeff had sent me up to the garage to get one more piece. When I came out of the garage, the strong wind quickly snapped my one piece of styrofoam into two and away they went across the drive way. Of course, they went into two different directions (hmm...much like the girls) and I could only catch up with one piece. The second piece seemed to get lodged in some tall grass on the hill side. I asked Henry if he would go find that piece and bring it back. Off he ran.
Around the corner he came with the hunk of styrofoam. I was near my camera and quickly grabbed it because I loved what I saw. Mom says, "You got it. Thanks, Henry."
He replies with something but I can't quite hear him. "What Henry?" "That's what farmers do, they help," he replies.
"Yes, Henry, you're right. Farmers do help."
There are two details I must point out. The chocolate ice cream "ring" from a quick stop at the Gingersnap with Dad.
Winter boots on May 31.
How sweet! And love the landscaping! I would love to see more pictures of your home.
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I love reading the stories about your kids. They bring back our kids' childhood. The winter boots was a real hit with me. I remember that with our boys, and their re-telling now that they are in their 20s is with great fondness of winter boots and collecting frogs in baby food jars (and much more).
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