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Mid-Summer Lawn & Garden Style. . .


Not without its problem spots due to tree roots, thin soil, and possibly 35-year old construction debris, but the front lawn looks pretty good in this photograph.  The large bed below the two trees at the upper left needs something done about it, but that will need to wait until cool weather.  I need to locate the paving stones around its edge and get the grass and ground cover off of them.


The rear lawn looks equally inviting although it too has quite a few problem spots that some professionally administered top dressing might help, but that will have to wait until next spring or possibly later.  Not sure if I want to undertake that particular task myself.


Still, the circular bed in the front lawn looks pretty good here.  The transplanted ornamental grass, which used to live around the mailbox, has taken to its new spot, the Marigolds are still blooming, and it shouldn't be too much longer before the Black-eyed Susans begin to flower.  We need to limit our plantings to things that deer are less inclined to eat.


Last of all, here's the freshly edged and cleared driveway.  Now, lots of suburban dads out there use gasoline-powered edgers or string trimmers, but I think an old-fashioned wheeled edging tool gives nicer results.  Awfully hard work though.  Ah!  I see that it's time to hit the cracks with the weed eater once again.


Just watchin' the grass grow for a little while this morning before returning to work-related activities of one sort or another.  Edging performed while wearing olive green chino shorts, a tucked in blue and white micro-square cotton twill shirt with short sleeves and button-down collar, a blue and red surcingle belt, and the usual well-worn leather dock-siders.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. Excellent work, H-U! Do you ever do landscaping for hire in Virginia? Your thumb is apparently greener than mine.

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