At last, we are done planting our landscaping items and everyone is nestled into their new homes. We are doing our best to keep them all watered. The first ones we planted seem to have begun spreading out and flourishing, so I am encouraged.
We looked all over to find a Pagoda Dogwood for one corner of the house. We had one when we lived in the suburbs 10 years ago and we just loved the way it grew in horizontal layers. Apparently, though, they are not as plentiful in the nurseries as all the other kinds of Dogwoods. Finally, we fetched a nice little one from Kalamazoo and hauled it home on the Jeep trailer. Fionn seemed to know it was a form of “dog” because he was quite interested in supervising.
So, with the planting done, the sidewalks paved, and the mulch shoveled, there is suddenly much less work demanding attention outside. Joe is getting rocks to finish off the drainage area next to the breezeway but the outside of the house is beginning to transform into a place to sit and enjoy instead of a nagging chore whining to be completed.
Now I am listening to the fainter cry of the “inside” jobs that have been neglected. The dusting, vacuuming, bathrooms and paperwork have waited patiently while we spent all day outside. We had set a tentative date for a big open house and we now realize how unrealistic it was in light of how much work we wanted to complete first. Okay, so it will be in August.