You may recall that D broke up the concrete in the side yard because it had heaved into an angle unhelpful to the house. Unhelpful in that it sluiced all rainwater right into the side of the house where it leaked into our basement. The natural lay of the land has all the yards on a gradual hillside slope, and we get all the water from the neighbor's yard rushing towards ours, aimed right at our house.
We dug a trench and laid a pipe for drainage. It has truly helped for all but the heaviest rains. We usually don't have water on the north side of the basement anymore.
We hauled away two carloads of the bigger chunks, but there remained a sizeable, unsightly rock pile at the corner of the house.
And so it was, for a few months. Because we felt we'd done enough for awhile.
Little did I know, the pile of rocks was eating away at my husband's sanity. I had no idea the sight of it so offended him. But it seemed to speak to him, saying nasty things. "Your yard looks awful." And such.
Frankly, I hadn't heard a thing.
So on Sunday the pile of concrete fragments and bricks were moved armful by heavy armful out of the yard.
And there were spiders. There were ugly brown spiders. And they tried to touch me. I had the heebie-jeebies in a serious way. And in disturbing the pile we also displaced scores, if not hundreds of little centipedes and pillbugs and all manner of creatures.
Basically an entire ecosystem was destroyed for aesthetic purposes.
|and we made the pavers uniform, but clearly the alignment is all wonky...|
My back is killing me.
And so the offense has been removed. Well, that one brick is still there to cover a hole that looks suspiciously like a snake hole. The other brick is there to keep him company.
|Yeah, but for now, this spot is nekkid|
As you can see, we managed to kill all the grass under the concrete pile. But it doesn't matter,