That said, our backyard has come a long way from looking like a scene from Grey Gardens, but with the nice weather popping up like an old arcade Bop-A-Mole game it's been tempting to shift focus from all the work that needs to be done inside the house to play in the yard a bit.
The last few joint trips to the hardware store Pete has kindly refocused me when I'd drift off into the gardening section, but this past weekend he was all "Let's get plants!" And, even though I was suspicious, I wasn't dumb enough to pipe up with questions. So I ran around buying bags of dirt and plants and all kinds of things I thought I needed until Pete's eyes started to glaze over. After a full day of working on our postage sized yard I'm not sure if we did more harm them good, but we had a good time doing whatever it was we did.
ANYWAY. After finishing up the premature garden I decided we needed to do some prison work and break stones to make a more dainty garden path then what was currently in place.