Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Behold The Lawnkeeping Glory Of My Husband
Or, "How To Make Hypomania Work For You." (Click to enlarge pictures, as ever.) The man did all this in less than one day, really. First, the wild, unkempt crape myrtles were brought into line. Mrs. Previous Owner, it seems, couldn't bear to have the trees touched with any sort of pruning device. Which was her prerogative, but insulted every crape myrtle sensibility I have. They were just OUT THERE, these crapes. Alex knows of my feelings about ornamental trees, and worked like a dog to subdue them. After all was said and done, he had filled a 16' flatbed, several feet high, with crape myrtle limbs. And we have now liberated them all from the ropes and bungees that were wrapped around them, trying to hold the sprawling limbs up.Isn't that better? Now you can actually mow around the trees! And you can pick up limbs and leaves, but there are always some Ninjas scattered across the lawn, as seen above.I'm not totally against the "wild" look...I kind of like the area on the other side of the house, the part we view through the living room windows, with the koi pond and the mishmash of lush growth that is there. To the left of those purple iris, there are dozens of cannas just sprouting. I can't wait to see what color they are!The bamboo here is just starting to come up. I don't know what the flowering white stuff is, but it has now been overtaken by honeysuckle, which was smelling divine tonight. I won't let it enthrall me, though, because I know its true desire is to take over the place.I have always, always, wanted big ol' yucca plants. And that weeping variety of holly.The pond, besides having flowering waterlillies greening up and making pads now, sports Japanese iris, both in the water and bordering it. It's beautiful.You can't imagine the leaves that were just everywhere like snowdrifts, that Alex got rid of somehow. The "front" (which to us, is actually the side) of the house even looks nice and neat now.Check out this crazy rosebush that can't decide what color its blooms should be--isn't it great? (Of course, in that first shot, the rarest rose of all is the one pointing at the camera!)Anybody got a guess on this plant? If it helps, the leaves are succulent. Some kind of sedum, saith Sue.And then there's this...some sort of ornamental plum, I think. I like it better for its crazy lean toward the house. This area, someday soon, I think will be Barbecue Paradise for Alex.He also built raised beds for some rosebushes, and planted them, and made another one for the Dortmund rose that we transplanted from the other house, and put in solar-powered lamps all throughout the landscaping, and all kinds of other stuff, but I think my favorite thing was still the glorious lack of dead LEAVES everywhere!Oh, and tucked away in a leaf-covered hole, Alex discovered the creature we are simply referring to as Number Two, for obvious reasons:We have not yet discovered Number One, or anything past Two, but Alex did stop on the busy highway and rescue a companion for Number Two yesterday. We're imposing on the new addition that it is the opposite sex of whatever sex Number Two is, and we're calling it "Letter B."