When summer rolls around here in the Pacific Northwest, I like to do some landscape projects. With my trusty little Ford Ranger pick up truck (that seems to haul everything I throw into the back of it) and my little old shovel, I’m off.
A few summers back, I managed to build my shed/office. Then the next summer, I built my new deck with huge 8×8 posts (because it looks way more manly than little crappy 4×4 posts). I’ve also removed all of the old railroad ties that the previous owners used for landscaping and replaced them with rock walls and rock borders. A lot of hard work, sweat, and tears have been poured into the various landscaping projects.
And the sick part: I like to do this kind of stuff. It gives me a wonderful piece of mind just working on yard projects. I escape from having to do any photography related projects. I just enjoy the sunshine and the outdoors. I plan for my yard to be low maintenance. I want my son to be able to mow the lawn without using the weedeater to trim back the grass.
I also don’t want to worry about watering any plants. If those plants need my help to survive, they are pretty much doomed. I don’t even water the lawn. What’s the point? It will grow back anyway.