This is what I’ve been up to, why I never even signed onto the internet yesterday (shocking).
I love flowers, but I’ve never been a gardener because (1) I don’t know what I’m doing, and (2) good golly, Miss Molly, it’s a ton of work! So my parents were in town yesterday, and I confiscated my mom and put her to work. We hauled 10 40 lb top soil bags, 3 garden soil bags (twice the size of above), 3 bags of mulch (same size as the latter mentioned), and 1 bag of potting soil. Not to mention those bricks. I’m a little sore, although not as much as I expected.
So what you see here was 24 hrs ago a slab of dirt with bits of grass here and there (that we dug up in hopes they’d reroot somewhere else). And now we have, ladies and gentleman, what is often referrred to as "curb appeal." If you look to the left, you can find a ladybug my niece painted for me.
This other shot is my front door, where now impatiens greet you (and tell you to hurry up and get in all ready and close the door behind you, where you born in a barn?).
I’ve always loved our backyard with the firebowl and tiki torches and aloe and basil and rosemary and the beginnings of an avocado tree and the even beginningser of a lime (or lemon, who can tell?) tree. And our patio where I often sit and type (and swat the flies). Now I love our front yard too!
Oh, and Erin, we planned on doing the newspaper/cardboard plan, but we forgot to buy newspaper and after one trip to WalMart, one to Sam’s, and two to Lowe’s (and the second trip consisting of two buys when we remembered something else we needed after unloading flowers into the truck), I could have cared less about the newspaper. I’m sure I’ll regret it later!
