
I am inspired by
Summer of Like, a weekly post by a DCFer calling herself, well, Summer of Like. Tired of having only a few close friends in Albuquerque and relationships that last under two months, she has decided to ask out one person everywhere she goes for ten weeks. I like that idea; doing something outside of your norm to change something that you're not happy with. For me, my unhappy thing is my backyard.
My yard freaks me out. It's big and the things that survive back there do so in stubborn spite of my neglect. I have a tenacious pomegranate that fruits almost every year, and a lilac that produces flowers for about a week every spring, and an enormous prickly pear. I butchered some hedges when I first moved in with the optimistic plan to replace them with something less divisive and more drought tolerant. They are now the zombie-undead of hedges; not dead but not really alive either. Then there's the weeds, neither I nor the weeds have won, we're at a standoff. When I go back there I give them the stink eye and they give me the stink eye right back. That's it, that's all there has been for the five years that I've lived in this house.
When we first saw the yard, my husband and I talked about how much
potential it had. Now we understand that potential can go either way, good or evil. I've been paralyzed all this time by the thought of planting, moving, building, or setting anything up back there and now I've had it, I must do something with my yard. My biggest motivator is the dog that we got a few months ago, I figure it's just a matter of time before she sticks her nose into the prickly pear and I'm hoping I can take care of it before she does.
I've always thought of the yard as an all or nothing proposition, that once I started in earnest I would have to realize all of the yard's potential at once. To quote
The Dude, 'my thinking about the case, man, it had become uptight.' I don't have to work for eight to ten hours a day to get these things done, in fact that burns me out on the yard. I've always put in a crazy amount of back-breaking work for a day or two then limped away from the yard for another year. It obviously wasn't reasonable for me but what is? I've decided that two hours is a good amount of time to work on the yard. Two hours in the morning before the heat hits, Monday through Friday and I'll see how far I get.
I started this week on Wednesday morning and I got a lot more done than I expected; I trimmed the lilac, weeded my section of alley, removed several established volunteer Chinese Elm, transplanted some volunteer Globemallow into pots, and dug a trench around a baby pomegranate that sprung from the momma tree so that my friend can take it to her father-in-law. I'm amazed at how much I got done in those six spread out hours. Next week I'll blog a recap of the week and put up some photos of what I've done.
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