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A photo story: The house and yard, a never-ending project


When I was a kid, it seemed as if my parents were always doing something new to the house or yard. As I got older, I wondered if they’d ever stop. Would there ever come a time when all of the projects were finished? Would they ever sit still and think, yep, we’re done?

Nope. Never. Because just the other day, my nearly 90-year-old mother who now lives in an apartment in an independent living center, hired a teenager to deliver some manure for her garden. Yup. She’s still at it. And guess what? It’s genetic or in-bred or something. I know this for a fact because my husband and I just collapsed after two days of hard-core yard work — the kind of stuff that covers you in dirt, sweat and makes you feel SO good…despite the sore muscles.

Sometimes only photos can tell the story…

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Fred and the Mantis attack the ground where we’d removed large flagstones at the entrance to the secret garden…

While trying to prepare one of the beds for a round with the Mantis, I dug up these rotten railroad ties…yikes!
The secret garden post-Mantis….

The herb garden after yesterday’s revamp…I dug up an ancient patch of thyme that had turned woody and tasteless…replaced it with bee balm and bush basil.

Obviously, a formal garden/landscaping doesn’t fit into our plans. We like to use things that mean something to us…such as shells we’ve collected from favorite places, such as Tybee Island, GA.

Just as I learned long ago, our daughters have learned there is no end to this…my next project, another rescued tulip chair.

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2 responses to “A photo story: The house and yard, a never-ending project

  1. it’s looking good! that is a lot of work!

  2. Good job. I love the tulip chairs.

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