My camera accompanied me today on the trip to Ohio. I began to document the area I have been calling home for the past two years. The above photo is typical of US 24 and the agonizing long drive to Defiance on the two lane highway that the trucks use as their main passage from Ft. Wayne to Toledo.
As luck would have it, a train came along and made the trip that much longer.
And the sun did not shine until much later in the day.
I decided that I was not in the mood to work. Imagine that! So I came home and did yard work. Some people may call it playing hookie, I call it my lunch break.
It rained again yesterday. Our back yard has yet to be mowed due to the saturation level and spongy quality of the ground. There use to be an in ground swimming pool back there. It will take a bush hog to get the grass cut if I wait much longer.
The weeds came up easily enough. If only dandelions were accepted flowers, I would have the greenest thumb on the block. I think the rose bushes are dead. I have no idea what went wrong! If I looked at something long enough and was not certain if it is flower or plant I figure it's a weed and up it comes. I hope I'm not pulling up too many perennials.
I went to the best Garden Center in our area, Mains, and purchased three hanging plants and several begonias for the front of the house. It looks fantastic!
On a sad note, the tree in the front yard, the beautiful majestic ancient tree that stands guard over our entry way is causing havoc with the drive way. I am to replace it, (the driveway that is), which does not make me a happy camper. The estimates I am hearing are making me sick. Not only the cost, but that they will have to damage the trees root system to lay a new driveway.
"But that will kill the tree!" I exclaimed
"You're moving, what do you care?"
I care a lot. The tree makes this house stand out, as does the beautiful landscaping Beth did and I have just about ruined. That tree makes this house special.
That Tree Killer just does not get it.
3 comments:
I know just how you feel! Only in my case my husband is the tree killer ~ we had to remove 2 that were too close to the house and were threatening the foundation. He wanted to take out 3 but I put my foot down. And he's got his eye on the one out front by the driveway too. But we tree huggers must stand firm, or we'll all live in a concrete jungle someday.
And I count dandelions as flowers. ;)
Keep getting estimates until you can find someone who can save the tree and your driveway. And hopefully the next party who buys the house will not take it into their heads to ace the tree after you've fretted so over it...
sometimes in Fort Wayne we call "dirt" - "clay" both words are easy to confuse and swap back and forth. So once the rosebush roots grew perhaps they found a home in clay
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