Last year at the end of the
summer, I got the spectacular idea that our vegetable garden could rival the groomed
and manicured floral gardens of Europe …if it only had brick red pavers between the vegetable
beds. Now, it is not lost on me that I’m
extremely fortunate to have such a wonderful husband who will even entertain my
work-intensive “spectacular ideas,” let alone carry them out. (However, I must take a teensy weensy bit of
credit here for my “husband management skills”.
This is also a labor intensive effort for me that requires some patience
on my part. I start with making a
comment about how nice our little postage stamp town lot garden would look if
it just had those brick red pavers between the vegetables beds. Then a couple of days later, I mention how
much a “formal” vegetable garden would add to the re-sale of our home thirty
years down the road when we have to sell it in order to go live in a nursing
home. Then a day or two later…the
clincher…how happy it would make me to eat supper in the open air near the
vegetable garden with beautiful brick red pavers between the vegetable beds.)
So, a little over a week
after the spectacular idea occurred to me, Charming and I drove to Walmart
where we bought about a gazillion pavers and loaded them into the bed of the
truck. We went home and off-loaded them where
they sat for a couple of weeks. By the
time we got around to putting them down, the weather was turning colder. We decided to put them down anyway, without
taking the time to put down weed block…huge mistake.
Weeds and grass grew up
between the blocks with fierceness that I just wish our vegetables possessed. So this spring we’re pulling up the pavers
and putting down the weed block and sand.
Yesterday, we spent pretty much all day in the garden pulling up pavers,
cleaning them, putting down the weed block fabric and sand, and then putting
the pavers back in place.
After the work, I suggested
that Charming take a hot shower and take some ibuprofen to help stave off some
of the stiffness that he would most likely feel today. He took the shower, but declined the
ibuprofen. So today he’s having muscle aches…the
pain in the bum type of muscle aches…as a result of the constant getting up and
down while working with the pavers. Guess
I need to work on my “husband management skills” a bit more.
This is a work intensive
project, both the paver project and the ongoing “husband management
skills” project, but in the end both projects will be well worth the
effort.
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| Weed-covered pavers. |
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| Progress... |
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| Finished section, covered with sand that will fill the cracks. |
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