Flower Beds and Four Cylinders of Destruction
As I sit here and enjoy the last of the Gin Rickeys I made earlier, I cannot help but think about what a nice weekend we had, and as much trouble as it is, the yard work which I had planned and then executed on, and what a darned good investment we made when we bought the gas trimmer I’ve been using for well over a year now. It’s one of those units that takes the various branded attachments, and between my brush blade and chainsaw attachment, I made quick work of our hill in the backyard. Muwahahaha. Die brambles! Die vines! Die sumac, you frakking rash causing plant!
Okay, enough of that. I also got a chance to work on the flower bed in front of the house which we kind of let get out of control. These was once a time it was a nice, circularly stoned flower bed with yellow marigolds and red salvia evenly planted. Yeah, not so much anymore; the marigolds have completely taken over, and also have bent as they grew outwards and only has a few inches of soil for support. Today, I trimmed them back within the confines of the stone circle, and then dropped in another row of stones (making 3) and yanked out the centipede grass that was growing between the stones and weedblock under the bed’s soil. Much prettier now, and until the marigolds die out, that will probably be the end of that work. Shouldn’t be too long now, and then I can add some more soil and level it out for the next round, where maybe will do it right and put the salvia on top and the marigolds on the periphery (sorry, we didn’t know).
Now with that work done, I can look at taking a road trip or two to peep some leaves…