The Landscaping Saga and Beyond

 

Home Sweet Home

It hasn't been long since my previous post, but I have memories to add to this journal, so here I am. The above photo is how our front yard looks today. The photo below is how it was yesterday:

removing the old lawn

On Wednesday, after waiting from 8am to 5:30 pm and in that time placing phone calls that automatically went into voice mail, our promised yard contract saw absolutely no progress. To say we were angry and frustrated would be an understatement. By days' end we were finally told the scheduling in the office had messed up (duh!) and they would be out the following day. We impressed on them that "sooner would be better than later" since one of us had a dental appointment in the afternoon.

Gary (in white shorts) speaks to the supervisor

To their credit, the very next morning shortly after 8am a literal army of trucks showed up all along and across the street from our house. I lost count how many vehicles there were, maybe 5. 

8 men working

Many men wearing matching chartreuse, company logo T-shirts jumped out and after a brief consultation with Gary, began tearing up the existing lawn (what remained after severe winter-kill, extreme drought conditions for months) in preparation for the new sod. 

our new lawn on the flatbed truck

With all the right equipment, tools, and obvious necessary skills this army of men "got to it!!" with determination to get the job done well and in a timely manner.They reminded me of ants working hard and fast to accomplish their goals.

I admit that in spite of my irritation at the delay and lack of communication the day before, I was impressed with how well the job was carried out. We watched the entire process within their view -- not leaving any opportunity for people to goof off. There was none of that.

the end result!

As you can see, they did a good job. As the men cleaned up the work area, Gary was instructed how to water the new lawn for the first 30 days as the roots grow down into the soil to take hold. 

Then today we went to our water company to let them know that in these continued drought conditions, we will be exceeding the current rule to water only once a week. They understood. Their computer system issues naughty notices when their meters tell them a homeowner is exceeding the requirements; but today we were told it's okay to ignore that if/when it comes. Keep our paperwork and all should be well. 

It was time for fun. Gary suggested we have lunch at Swampy's, a riverside grill about 20 minutes from our house. I'm not sure we've been there since last fall, and it is one of my fav places, so off we went.

We've had the burgers many times in the past, and they are good. I snapped this picture of the menu to prove to those not familiar with Florida cuisine that serving alligator is not at all unusual. What would be unusual was if Gary or I would order that. We don't dine on reptiles. (The very idea makes me want to upchuck!!)

looking south on the Rainbow River and
the Hwy 484 bridge

About 90 percent of the dining tables at Swampy's are open air (no walls), with a small indoor seating area. But a huge draw to this place are the water-front tables. It's also a good idea to show up before the crowds, which we did.

looking north on the Rainbow River 

Countless times on this blog I have written of my love for eating within view of water. While that was pretty hard to do in my former home state of Colorado, here in Florida it's an easy goal to attain.

kayak traffic on the river

We have been a part of the river traffic in the past. The first time was via a shared kayak and the second time in a canoe. Both adventures were new to me, experiences Gary has given me (along with zip-lines, a couple of airboat rides, and steering a 2-seat catamaran).

Us

I do not mean to belittle myself when I honestly state that in comparison to my former self who preferred to sit for hours hunched over needlework and was a fraidy-cat to try athletic amusements, with Gary I've enjoyed amazing adventures. 

(Apparently my theme song has become, "What I Did For Love.")

Our food came and we thoroughly enjoyed it. My friend Sheila commented that the servings at Swampy's are huge. Well, yes, they are generous, but this open-faced Philly sandwich is smaller when folded over. But with that said, we couldn't finish all of our French fries, and I forgot to eat my pickle.

After the long wait for the landscaping project to get started, then the furious activity to get it done, and concerns regarding the water company, it was so good to get that all behind us. 

Today's retreat to a quiet place was wonderful. We are thankful to have that work done and to now be able to enjoy the fruits of labor, eat well, and doze in our recliners.

Arise, my love,

my beautiful one,

and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:10

Until next time, grace and peace.

Barbara