After nearly 30 years the frog has arisen from his long hibernation and now sits guarding and spitting water into a small pond near my new patio.
I fell in love with the frog on a visit to a pottery wholesaler. I had this ill-advised idea to sell some decorative pots to supplement our income from the orchard and few greenhouses in the mid eighties. The intention with the frog was what is stated above but sometimes it takes me a while to get things done.The frog is simply an indicator that progress on my five year plan to have a nice yard is moving along well. It is hard to believe that this is already our third summer near Wakefield. Gone is the mower sliding board bank in the front yard and the backyard hole where the stumps were buried. The area mowed had been reduced in half. At least 80% of the mowed area is now real grass instead of a motley collection of weeds, crab grass, bare ground and something that pretended to be grass in good weather.
I sought professional help selecting the appropriate grass seed. Otherwise I killed what little was there, spread about 20 yards of mushroom soil, tilled and leveled, seeded and covered with straw myself. Some was planted last August, the rest early this spring.The result is not perfect but pretty darn good. I will most likely start to attack the remaining mowed areas in the next few weeks and repeat the above process. Last year I tried a small vegetable garden but concluded that I had too much shade so that area was seeded with grass this spring.
When I moved in, the back of the house featured two small decks on two levels. The upper level was fenced for want of a better term and the bottom was not. On the lower level you could not have much fun without fear of tumbling one step into the yard. The lower level was removed and replaced by a 20 by 30 foot patio.
First, four to six inches of stone dust went in. Several months, several rains, frequent waterings and rakings followed. When convinced it was solid I began to lay cobles. When informed, my four year old grandson wanted to help. His block laying needed scrutiny but he soon decided just to hand me the blocks. That worked well.His jealous school-age sisters were disappointed so they came with my son the next Saturday. It was amazing what two men could do when three little kids handed you blocks. I laid the last few Christmas morning just before winter
What’s left? The three large flower beds that replaced the mower zone are progressing nicely but still lack the
winter interest that I want.Tall ornamental grasses and most conifers want more sun than I have. Wind is also a limiting factor. I also need more blooming perennials that will tolerate the shade.We’ll figure that out, but for now the frog is happy that he now has a purpose and I’m happy because progress is ahead of schedule.