So I have this list. Call it my “summer vacation projects list.” One of the many things that you will find on this list is the need to landscape the back corner of our yard. It’s just plain sad to look at. We have a pretty maple tree in the back corner and what I thought was the perfect bed to add some greenery and flowers. Boy was I wrong.
I’m not sure how those random bags got there, or even how they blew into the yard, but they were the first to go. I spent a good amount of time clearing out the leaves, moss, weeds, and other random things from that corner so it was ready to plant.
I set up my phone to play some jams and get me in the working mood and got down to it. I had already planned to make an arc of five hostas around the front of the tree, so I set out to dig those holes! Luckily, hostas are pretty hardy, so they didn’t need a huge hole (only about 3-4 inches down). This is where I encountered my first issue. This perfectly formed, waiting to be taken advantage of bed, was not so perfect after all. That whole thing is the root ball of our lovely maple tree. No matter where I dug, roots. Roots, roots, roots. I was breaking through little roots, trying to dig under them to still make the whole and hope for the best, but to no avail. When I did find a couple spaces to make a hole, I wasn’t pleased to find out that the builders of our development had actually just filled in our yard with backfill (clay, pebbles, rock–not so good for plant life). No wonder this corner didn’t have any life to it, it was a hostile environment!
And so it sat. For several hours. Well, really, overnight. I called my grandmother (the gardener) to explain the situation and she completely understood, but she had a backup plan. We’d build up the flower bed with new soil, thus having a happy place to plant the greenery I had dreamed about for that corner. So after she came and went through the same process (trying to dig holes, trying to find any spot that would work to no avail), we started breaking apart the top soil with the shovel just to make sure that the roots would eventually be able to penetrate it. Then we added the bag of soil she brought and started planting the hostas and the one fern that I had. It looked pretty good as we admired our hard work being watered.
She suggested that I run over to LOWES, one of my favorite places and constant stops, to get some more bags of dirt and fill in the rest so that we can continue to plant. So that I did! And actually, maybe because of the contrast with the new dirt, I’m already WAY more happy about how the corner looks. Though it just took (just, HA!) six 40 lb. bags of dirt, it was worth it.
So, hopefully, by the end of this week I’ll have a landscaping update. I’m planning on filling the spaces with a ground cover, adding two BIG hostas in the back, plus an Autumn bride in the back corner. If I can find some landscaping stones for cheap, or free, then I will edge the bed with those. I’m just so much happier that we don’t have a desolate corner filled with dead leaves, bags, and…well…Truman (gross!).
So? What are your thoughts? Ever have a landscaping job not work out for you? What struggles did you find beautifying your yard?