Last Saturday, May 4th, work on the front walk began! First my son Rundy marked out the edges of the walk with string and stakes.
Then Rundy used a spade to cut the edge of the walk along the string.
Then he used the spade to cut sections of sod, sliding the spade under the roots. The hen is inspecting his work to make sure it is not harboring any worms or other tasty morsels.
After a section is cut, he folds it over and carries it to the pile. (This part is easier if you have lifted weights for years.)
Next he uses a mattock to break up the grass that was growing too sparsely to lift as sod.
Then he digs and shovels the dirt out into the bed of the truck.
When he fills up the bed of the truck, he will fill up the trailer parked behind it. He uses the mattock to loosen the soil as needed and to pry out the larger rocks. The goal is to remove eight inches of soil throughout.
He didn’t quite finish, and this Saturday it rained, so no further progress has been made.
That’s not precisely true. The soil has been used to fill in low places in the lawn. The larger rocks that you see along the edge in the grass have been collected and dumped on the rock pile. However, no more digging has been done. And while looking over these pictures, I am surprised at how much more leafed out the trees are that are in the background. Spring has sprung!
Other posts about the front walk include:
Now, the digging and dividing of perennials, the general autumn cleanup and the planting of spring bulbs are all an act of faith. One carries on before the altar of delayed gratification, until the ground freezes and you can’t do any more other than refill the bird feeder and gaze through the window, waiting for the snow. . . . Meanwhile, it helps to think of yourself as a pear tree or a tulip. You will blossom spectacularly in the spring, but only after the required period of chilling.
in The Washington Post, November 6, 2013