Island in a Sea of Dust

It has come time to put some grass around the new house.  My husband has gone through multiple rounds of Round-Up on the weeds that have sprouted around the house so that now it is one desolate post-apocalyptic dust bowl.   Yesterday, we had a guy come out to even out, till up, and seed the “soil” with a slow growing fescue grass that promises to require very little mowing.IMG_1473 IMG_1468

I think we may have made a slight miscalculation however.  Now, there is nowhere left for the dogs to step out and do their business without tramping through a long stretch of soft dusty dirt.  Last night, I took them both out to stretch their legs and Fionn enjoyed a good dip in the pond.  (Think, Nancy, think!!)  On the way back to the house for the evening, I realized there was no way to avoid the mud factory.  The dogs were happy to chase each other around in the dirt and I had to give them both baths before I could settle in for the night.

It has dawned on me that this is going to continue for weeks!  We should have some sprouts in 10 days, but surely not enough to hold down the dust.  I think I can take the dogs out the driveway to go and play in the grass by the barn, but several times a day for 2-3 weeks?  What will we do when it rains?  For that matter, we’ll have to spend hours a day moving sprinklers around to keep the seeds moist.  The plan was to plant a mix of fast-growing annual ryegrass with the fescue to hold things in place early and then die off over the winter, leaving the rest in place.  Maybe the ryegrass will save us by forming a carpet to walk on, but I seem to remember being yelled at as a child when I tried to step on an area of baby grass.  How are we going to get around?  Oh, brother.

Well, at least there is the area around the barn.  The dogs and I took a walk out to the garden to see some green.  Beezee is happy to hang around wherever I am.  Fionn can hardly wait to get into the garden to look for critters.  Once he found a small snake under the straw bales and that is always his first stop on the chance that just maybe he will get lucky again.

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About bluestempond

Hobby farmer living at Bluestem Pond in Michigan.
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3 Responses to Island in a Sea of Dust

  1. Lynda says:

    I adore that picture of Fionn by the garden gate! And hey! Thank you for the tip about the rye grass to hold the fescue in place. We are getting ready to put in a new lawn here too. 😀

  2. MIME says:

    Oy vey. You could keep the dogs in the fenced-in garden area to keep them out of dirt! You-all could then sleep in the barn for a couple of weeks to be close by though I’m not sure your mom would appreciate that. I’m just all about solutions! 🙂

  3. This is what my mother always called “One of those stories you’ll retell much later and have a good laugh.” The emphasis was on “much later.” But in the meantime, you have some wonderful pictures of the process and Fionn and Beezee, and LOTS of things to write about. Lovely post.

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