Work Weekend

Honey began telling us early last week not to make any plans, it was going to be a work weekend. Those words strike fear into the hearts of men, and women.

We have been thinking of doing this and doing that since we started on the back yard overhaul last summer. Because having our front yard a BIG, UNSIGHTLY MESS was clearly not enough carnage for us.

Remember this?  Last year, finally getting our driveway back after the Sewer Debacle of 09.


Or the year before when we spent our children’s inheritance to replace the sewer line our builder and our city installed inappropriately?

Enough of these pictures, I am getting an eye tic and breaking out in hives.


The back yard destruction began last June with the breakage of our friend, Brad the pear tree.


When we called to have the rest of Brad brought down, Honey had the idea to have them take care of another area that was bothering him.


They hopped right to it.


It looked like this for the rest of the summer. Oh, it looked a little worse after a fellow came and ground the stumps. He had some difficulty getting back in the corner. Then he had a great deal of trouble getting back out and we seriously thought he and his grinding machine might both pitch right into the pool. It was also the hottest day of the year,  so maybe that was his intention.


For the rest of the hot, h.o.t., hotty HOT summer, Honey, Mousey and I cleared the area of debris and rocks. One sentence can not convey the agony of the memory. The cement guys finally returned to pave the area in the fall.


It looked SO nice after they finished, which led us to ruminate endlessly as to WHY, for the love of all that is decent, did we NOT do this when we built the house????

Honey finally remembered it was because he didn’t want the kids to run around the pool. Honey, do you think it was worth this ordeal? DO YOU???? I, for one, would have been ok with a few more skinned knees on our children. Maybe even a broken bone. They would have learned eventually.


We just marvel how much better it looks out there!


After the concrete, Honey had a rock wall built to replace the aging, deteriorating railroad ties he had put in years ago. The back yard then settled in for the mildest Michigan winter I have ever known.


In early June, right before Mousey’s graduation, we planted a row of Wine and Roses weigelia, as per Capri’s Lis and Patt’s instructions.






They have purty pink flowers. I am a fan of the pink. This weekend, while Honey and The Boy extended the sprinkler line, Mousey and I mulched.


The cement fellows couldn’t cement right up to the fence, so Honey put on his thinking cap to devise a plan. This weekend he bought this composite stuff and screwed it on the big posts outside of the pool fence. In the center he drilled holes and used a zip tie. That ought to keep the mulch on the mulch side of the fence.


We will add many inches of slag to our trough and then top it off with some sort of unobtrusive stones and call it another finished job.


And that, my Friends, was the easy part of the weekend!



  1. jodaley said,

    July 24, 2012 at 8:22 AM

    It looks nice…your pool is so inviting.

  2. July 24, 2012 at 4:17 PM

    I love the results. The whole backyard looks inviting; like I want to come and sit a spell and gaze into the pool!

  3. caprilis said,

    July 24, 2012 at 5:05 PM

    So WHAT, pray tell, was the HARD part of the weekend?
    I hope the Wine and Roses do well there and make you happy.
    Why don’t I see metal rods in the pictures where the concrete is getting poured? They are supposed to put rebar in there to prevent cracking.

  4. Honey's Older Sister said,

    July 24, 2012 at 5:38 PM

    Your place looks lovely. 🙂

  5. Carol said,

    July 24, 2012 at 7:02 PM

    Just bee-u-ty-ful. nicely done. Thank you for the review. I personally needed that review.

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