The drought has made the backyard shrink & retract, and like a bad case of gum disease, buried bricks from ancient pathways and borders have been revealing themselves to me.
My backyard is full of such treasures.
There was a slab of concrete in the middle of the yard. It served no purpose, but it was damn heavy to lift ( i'd levered it up before to check it wasn't covering up a well shaft or other such horror ).
Look how dead my grass is !
The boy and I filled this in with cheap potting mix and grass seed. I'm hoping to get some rain soon, and some green ... we'll see ...
I knew about some buried concrete ( an old garden border ??? ), and i'd been meaning to get it up and out. The lack of water has made the kikuyu weak, and the soil is dry. No better time than the present. And I wanted to play with my new fencing post/crowbar thing.
I know, i'm a bit weird.
I rule !
We're hiding the diggings behind the greenhouse until we have enough for another skip ( probably if/when we re-do the front yard ). It's certainly too big & heavy for me to do the ol' 'stick it in the regular weekly rubbish pickup and hope no-one notices' trick.
Now, for some rain to re-green the lawn in time for the boy's upcoming party festivities. .. that would be nice...