Every time I get in a tizz about how much work we have to do around here I go back and look at the photos we took the first time we came to the house and see how far we've come- always makes me feel better!
So the fact that there is a perennial bare patch in the high traffic area infront of the genkan is not really a surprise, huh?
Last month I half-heartedly through some soil down there and sprinkled a four year old packet of seed I found on top. Unsurprisingly it wasn't very successful. Actually it wasn't at all successful!
K decided it was his new project. I opened the door yesterday evening and:
A big knee deep hole with a shovel and a pick sticking out of it. Fabulous. That's not a hazard now is it?
I was promised that when I woke up the next morning it would be all fixed and fine and okey-dokey no problems.
And when I opened the door this morning certainly there was no hole there. The pick was gone. The shovel, too. But was it any less hazardous?
Why yes that is three pieces of re-bar propped against each other.
Sharp, metal, spiky, dangerous re-bar.
Just outside the front door re-bar.
That's better honey?