|My Morning Rainbow|
|The sky is falling|
When the clouds come out, or the day after a rain, is the perfect time to pull weeds. It's hard work, but the dampened ground is softer, and the clouds provide a periodic buffer from the hot sun. This weekend, God gave us our opportunity.
What Was Weeds...They thought I was kidding, like before. And like the time before that. But this time I was serious. Those weeds were going to get it.
Ahem! Hear ye, hear ye, gladiator weeds!
This summer has germinated all your seeds!
Your armies outnumber mine by many,
My abode is surrounded with your thorns a-plenty!
But on this day I will battle fierce,The weeds took no heed of my threats, and the battle began. I slashed with my flat-edged shovel, and Tame Dame #2 sliced with the loppers. Sadly, in ten minutes time the two of us had cleared a path only wide enough for a sickly cat to pass through. Phew! And we were sweating! My arms began to complain that they were the ones doing all the work. Then, using what I presume to be some form of sign language, my back bent into the shape of a question mark as if to ask, "What the heck are we doing?"
The clouds have called, and my shovel will pierce!
My courage is strong like these weapons that slay,
The sky declares God is on my side today!
We were feeling the beginnings of defeat. That cat trail started to look "good enough" and just as I turned to around to throw in the shovel, Tame Dame #3 came skipping to our aid with the hedge clippers (I love that we have this tool even though we have never had a single hedge or bush to trim on our property). Her enthusiasm was refreshing to see. Then, Steve the Brave, my daring husband and fiercest weed warrior of them all, handed me our camera, took the shovel from my hands and leveled the area I was trying to clear in the time it took me to snap these 2 pictures of the lazy prairie dog watching us from atop the hill:
With the weeds cleared from a small section of our land, we were ready for a project that has been on the back burner for several months (years even). It was time to turn that hefty, hideous dryer drum that has been rolling around our property for the last long while into a fire pit, and repurpose the free landscaping materials I picked up from the roadside 3 years ago.
So, we set to work. And I'm so glad Tame Dames #2 and #3 remembered to document the progress with their cameras.
First, we dug a hole for the dryer drum, filled it with 3-4 inches of gravel, then inserted the dryer drum into the hole, filled in around the drum with dirt, and raked the rest of the dirt flat.
We laid pavers around the edges, and built benches out of cinderblocks and lumber. The girls put pavers around the base of the new fire pit, and by 4:00pm, all was done. Look what we made!
It even has the prairie dogs in awe!
I bet you're wondering what it's like to hear a prairie dog tell you that he likes your new firepit. Well, Steve the Brave shot this exclusive video just for you. Enjoy.