When the cold winds of January blew in a snowy winter wonderland, I cheered for our good fortune to have a Southern facing home. With the trusty TORO snow-blower purring like a cat, I would eat through the snow like it was butter. And as the day would go on, my driveway would dry from the Sun’s glorious rays.
I didn’t expect to find myself cursing the Sun this summer. Keeping my grass in the front from dying has proven to be a monumental task. I should have known it would be like this, our backyard in our old house was always a step away from cactus-ville.
The difference being that I could ignore the backyard if I wanted to, I have to see the front every day. It got even worse when our builder decided to finally level out our front lawn (there was a depression from an incorrectly back-filled sewer line), the already old and close to withering death grass that they put down was barely holding on before we went on vacation to Vermont.
When I saw that we were having 100 degree weather back home, I could just imagine the straw I would be coming home to. Yeah, it did turn out to be pretty brutal, I have two nice large dead sections. That phone call should be fun to the builder.
So now we are attempting to bring our lawn back from the dead, watering morning and night every other day. Walking out in the morning to turn on the sprinklers, getting my feet wet on dew, and invariably getting a shot from the sprinkler.. really makes me jealous of people with sprinkler systems — Lucky bastards!
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