And Then There's The Front Yard . . .

Google maps has recently updated its "street level" pics, so you couldn't see it any more (if you knew my address).  But as late as a month ago, it had a very old picture of our house showing.

The house was dark green, and didn't have a window on the front, and it was . . . well, to call it overgrown would be charitable.

It looked like a dump.

But someone else bought it a year ago and put a lot of work into it, and we're getting the benefit of their work.

They put a rather half-hearted effort into the front landscaping.  Perhaps that is uncharitable--they cleared out a lot, and put down some of that dyed red mulch (not really understanding how unattractive the future owner would find it), and bought some very nice bushes (including three very pretty miniature gardenias).

But . . . not my faves.

They cleared away a lot of the overgrowth, but they still left a lot.

The right side of the front yard was annoying me most this morning . . .

. . . so that's what I started with.  Stephen joined in pretty quickly and heartily, and even Isaac did some lugging.

After a good bit of work, it looked better:

Still more to do, but at least people can walk on the sidewalk.

It's nice to be able to look at your work and see that something has been accomplished.  Everybody needs some tangible results to enjoy at least sometimes.

Whew.  That's a lot of yard waste.