The classroom has officially moved outdoors this week. Tuesday we measured, measured, and measured the backyard. Wednesday I drew a scale model of the yard using both our measurements and the survey that came with the house. (Firstborn has requested a copy of this model so that he can try to fill in some of the details to make it more illustrated.) Today there were a few last measurements and then the digging began.
At the rear of our property is a chain link fence; beyond that, we can see the back of our neighbor's house and partially onto their oversized side yard/dog run and then out on to the street parallel to our own. It isn't an offensive view, but it is haphazardly interrupted by 4-8' tall hackberry trees ("trash trees") that have spontaneously taken up root over the years. I have always considered these trees to be an eyesore and of no value to us in terms of asthetics or privacy. So this morning the apprentice gardeners and I began the work of sawing down the trees and digging up portions of the roots. It was hard work, but the weather couldn't have been better for outdoor physical labor. There is a bit remaining for tomorrow which is predicted to be another glorious spring-like day.
In addition to finishing the task of clearing out the fence line, the Prof will be home most of tomorrow and I hope to walk the property with him and the children so we can discuss some of my landscaping ideas. I also hope to stop by the school where the Prof works to re-examine some of the neat landscaping they have incorporated during the past year and possibly at a nursery to discuss garden border options.
The bright sun and warm air are so invigorating. I am drinking in deep breaths of this wonderful season as it will soon be burned away by the blazing sun. I hope that we will have a garden that will be inviting enough to beckon us out for an early morning iced tea on even the hottest late summer days.
St. Fiacre, pray for us.
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