Talk about a foreign subject to a city boy: we now have a septic system that could handle the prune growers convention! Trust me – when you store poop under your front yard, you don’t want the system to fail¹!
We also have a sprinkler system (our 285 foot deep well doesn’t seem to mind supplying the water), which was off for the winter. In order to get the lawn going, I needed it on. I phoned the irrigation service company.
Their recording says, “wait.” I couldn’t.
I left a message saying I was going to do it myself. Amazingly, they came the next day, before I could throw the switch. Oh… they also found a sprinkler head that needed replacement (as they ALWAYS do).
Though the grass is lacking, the color show associated with our flowering trees continues. On our east property line are a few peach and apple trees. As with the others, these came to us in the back seat of my car.
In sixteen years I’ve eaten three peaches and never seen a real apple. I don’t spray – it really is my own fault. I still like having the trees.
Each of the flowering buds I’ve posted in the last week lives a very brief life. Within a few weeks, the most brilliantly colored blooms in our front yard will turn lush and green and fade in with their surroundings.
Right now, I’m enjoying the show.
¹ – Though not terribly unusual in Connecticut, our sixteen year old house has well water, a septic system and uses oil heat (delivered by one of frequent commenter Woody’s trucks). There are no sidewalks on our street of eight homes.