I’m really tired of fighting with my yard. When I moved into this house over 4 years ago, I had very little grass. I have so many trees shading the grass, that type of grass just couldn’t grow. I had to shovel mud off the sidewalks after any rainfall. This photo was taken after my yard guy slapped a few pieces of sod down to help with the mud problem.
The next summer, I had St. Augustine put in. It looked great and I was so happy to not be the ‘ugly neighbor’ anymore.
Unfortunately that grass didn’t last. I’m back to mostly mud puddles. I’m doing some research with my new yard guy about what type of grass will work in my yard. I would really like to get this fixed once and for all. My yard is a good example of what happens when you don’t do your homework. I’m learning about my options so I can take care of this once and for all. Not only is it a cosmetic eyesore right now, but continued soil loss can lead to foundation problems. I’ll keep you posted.
I still need to get rid of some of my clothing. I downsized by 50% a few weeks ago, but there’s still a few more pieces I could part with. I was thinking about the clothing again after a short trip I took recently.
I went house hunting last Sunday, no, not to buy one, but to look for an abandoned house. I’m part of a photo group that goes to small towns looking for abandoned houses, vacant buildings, old vehicles or anything else that has been left to deteriorate and wither away. We’re never disappointed. This last trip to Krum, Texas produced an abandoned house, a school bus, a fire truck and a semi truck, among other things. The abandoned houses are always left full of stuff, but the things that surprise me the most is the clothing and the photographs left behind. Who leaves a house without taking these things?
Just to give you an idea, this was the living room, going into the kitchen.
These are pics of the clothing left behind.
The nightgown still hanging on the back of the door…
I always wonder what the story is, but have yet to find one. I’m led to look at the artifacts, ponder the possibilities and create my own fictional tale.
It’s dusk, the daylight slowly fading away. The stuffed pig is sad, waiting patiently for the missing woman that should be coming home now. After a long bath, she will put on the flowered gown. Where is she? Rarely is she late. What was that? A sound, followed with silence. Silence that has turned to deafness over the years. Still waiting. It’s dusk. Where is she?
There’s no possible way any household vacuum cleaner could possibly suck up all the crap on our floors. It begs the question, “Why do we have so much little stuff and where did it come from?”
First of all, Spongebob seems to be everywhere in our house. This pile is only the upstairs sweep, as I didn’t even make it downstairs yet. Yes, I know, it’s a little weird to share my dirt pile, but it does make you think, right? It’s like trash I Spy or trash art. Where’s Waldo maybe? He’s about the only thing that’s not in here. This motivates me to get rid of more stuff.
Oh, and a quick tip: When you clean the house, it’s good to put away the vacuum cleaner instead of leaving it next to your bed. In the morning, it looks like someone standing over you. :0
So I finally planted my Asian Jasmine (with my borrowed shovel) that I purchased before the challenge. I had three empty containers, 2 in my backyard and 1 in the front, but the Asian Jasmine isn’t really made for container gardens. It’s a ground cover that you can’t kill, because if you could, I would have already done it. Now I can’t purchase plants, unless they grow food of some sort. Instead of buying anything, I dug up some random Purple Heart plants and relocated them into the pots.
Now my yard doesn’t look like 1313 Mockingbird Lane anymore. And, it cost me nothing. Next year I hope to start a garden, maybe some small container gardens and grow some of my own food. I now have spices growing in a pot in the backyard, not much, but it’s a start. If you buy spices at Sprouts, they’re still in the dirt. Slap it in a pot with more dirt and watch it grow. I like spending $3.50 on food that keeps producing more food.