Even all her students will attest to this knowledge. Luckily, the ranting she did to that audience proved to be lucrative, as one of her students graciously offered his John Deere tractor, along with his and his father's services, for a day of Juniper removal.
Brandon was just pouring the coffee, when Barb's student rolled down the street atop his big green tractor at 9:30am. Sure, now he gets his work in on time...

He dug right in to the work, (pun intended), and soon the yard started taking shape.
Without the juniper taking over, we started to realize how large our yard truly was.

After much back-and-forth, we decided to keep the big tree in the front yard, on the condition that it be trimmed up and made to look like an actual shade tree.
Brandon helped so much.
He watched a lot.
No, actually, he and Charles had the awesome "chore" of stomping down the now-dead juniper, bushes, tree limbs, and dead dogwood trees in the trailer.
When they left, the yard already looked a thousand times better.
The next day, we went down to Durham to pick up a rented rototiller, and Brandon embarked on the strenuous task of actually tilling up the yard. It was no picnic. However, it WAS Good Friday, which meant there was no school. So that was good.
When the tilling was finally done, we quickly realized that there was no way that grass would actually grow in what we just tilled up. Thanks to some timely advice from Brandon's dad, (sorry about taking you out of a meeting), we decided to hit up the local dirt company and have 16 cu. yrds of topsoil delivered. However, the dirt didn't arrive until it was nearly time for us to head to church, so we didn't get it spread that night.
The next day, we awoke to two intimidating mountains of dark soil looming in the yard. We started early with the goal of finishing by noon. We had the one shovel we owned. A brand new yard rake. A leaf rake. New leather gloves for each of us to don, repelling blisters.
Noon came, and noon went. One pile still remained.
We should have had sunblock. Barb burned pretty well. Brandon got his Spring Break tan in just a day.
We should have had a wheelbarrow. Barb found Brandon a 10-gallon garbage can to haul the dirt around. It takes a LONG time to move 16 cu. yds of dirt by hand.
note the super awesome shovel-full of dirt being flung in this picture
Well, all tasks can be completed with hard work, no matter how Herculean, and we did just that. Before the sun went down too! While Brandon finished tearing down the last mountain, Barb began moving the keystones from the back yard (demolishing and preparing for a backyard project) to the front, creating a flowerbed around the base of the (pear?) tree. We leveled them out, fertilized the new dirt, and laid a seed mixture we had created ourselves.
We had done a lot of research on grass in NC, and it seemed like everything was very seasonal. What grows in the spring/fall dies in the summer, and what thrives in the summer refuses to grow for the rest of the year. Keeping that in mind, we created our own mixture of fescue, ryegrass, bluegrass, and bermuda grass. We hope to have a green lawn year-round!
One by one, our neighbors came over (some whom we hadn't even met yet) and made sure to tell us how much better they liked our yard without the bushes. They all individually confessed they had "no idea" why the former owner put all that in, and they described how terrified everyone was to go near it, as they had seen snakes slithering in many times. I guess that's why we found 6 baseballs in the debris--no children wanted to venture in to retrieve them. Luckily we didn't find any snakes while tearing up the bushes, and Java was very pleased to have 6 new balls to chew up.
The pile of debris left over, even after our helpers had taken away a gargantuan trailer full, was an unfortunate eyesore on the side of the road, in front of our yard. The city refused to pick it up from a pile, so we had to bag everything. Good thing the bags come in packs of 25!
One by one, our neighbors came over (some whom we hadn't even met yet) and made sure to tell us how much better they liked our yard without the bushes. They all individually confessed they had "no idea" why the former owner put all that in, and they described how terrified everyone was to go near it, as they had seen snakes slithering in many times. I guess that's why we found 6 baseballs in the debris--no children wanted to venture in to retrieve them. Luckily we didn't find any snakes while tearing up the bushes, and Java was very pleased to have 6 new balls to chew up.
The pile of debris left over, even after our helpers had taken away a gargantuan trailer full, was an unfortunate eyesore on the side of the road, in front of our yard. The city refused to pick it up from a pile, so we had to bag everything. Good thing the bags come in packs of 25!
Spring break was off to a good start! We completed one HUGE task on our list in only 2.5 days! Now it was time to prep the Easter food, and prepare for the feeding of 9 for Easter. Note that we only NOW started preparing the meal... about 20 hours before it was planned to be consumed. Brandon smoked the ham. It was excellent!
Now on to the true meaning of Spring Break: demolishing the main floor bathroom. I can't wait to have to run upstairs every time nature calls...
















