Mom Came for Visit

At the very end of October, right before Sandy hit, my mom came for a visit. We used the time to get a ton of yard work done. Slow-going yard work, since she has been dealing with back issues and my tailbone still hurt quite a bit!

My uncle wanted to see some photos of our yard to see how large it is. These were taken after most of the yard work was done, right before Sandy hit. (We did secure/remove all those loose planters and the like.)

Picnic Table View

Fireplace View

We did some fun stuff, like spruce up the front steps with some mums. But most of the time was spent doing Sandy-prep. We cleaned the gutters, took down widow makers that the neighbors were ignoring, limbed up and took down trees.

This Tool Was a Massive Fail

Mom Couldn’t Get it to Work Either
Mom Uses the Pole Trimmer to Scoot Siding into Place

A Limbed Up Tulip Poplar

This Tree is Holding Up the Fence

Widow Maker No More

The battle with the English Ivy continues. I’ve removed 385 gallons and made a dent on, oh, maybe 10% of the yard. Good Man had fun smooshing the ivy down for me.

Sure, I Can Step On This…

And Then Walk Away…

Because I Am…

Good Man

The most exciting work was taking down a bunch of trees. We whacked down a whole bunch of weed trees along the south fence, and then we looked at this Dr Seuss tree on the north side.

Pretty Leaves

Weird Tree

The tree had very few leaves on it on our side and was struggling for light. We asked the neighbors if they would care if we took it down since most of it was over their yard. They were delighted at the idea, and told us not to worry about the fence.

Where Should the Brick-Rope Go?

We had taken down a bunch of trees and large branches with the rope, so Good Man knew what to do.

Hold the Rope

And Pull

Unfortunately, the tree decided it was not going to obey, bound the chainsaw up, and went over the fence.

Whoops

It wasn’t a big deal, though. Mom and Good Man went over to the neighbors’ side of the fence, chopped the large stuff up and dragged it to the street. The smaller stuff got thrown on our side of the fence.

Even with that tree going wonky, the backyard looked like a tree graveyard.

Tree Graveyard

Truth be told, the backyard is still a bit of a mess. We spent several weekend chopping up trees and branches, leaving an eight by four by three foot pile of brush for the crane truck each week. And gallons of ivy. And piles of leaves for the vacuum.

I finally gave up and dragged the remaining stuff to one side of the yard to rot. It’ll be good for the soil. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

The End