When W and I moved into our lil home here in Kingston - there was a lot of work to do to make it OUR home. One of the things that drastically needed attention was the back yard.
I can't call it a back garden - there was no garden.... just 3 bushes stuck into a sea of
This summer my main goal was to turn what passed for grass in the back and front yards into a lawn. I actually hired a firm to come in in the early spring and de-thatch, fertilize and do some major weed killing,
Our next door neighbour got the fence (the 3rd side of our fence) fixed. Now it was no longer listing like a drunken sailor. BUT it was a nasty brown colour............ and i do mean nasty!!
The grass has rebounded way beyond my wildest dreams - the gardens are thriving and now I have a solid fence all around the back yard. This week I decided I would paint the 3rd side of the fence.
After all I used to stain the fence out on the island in Montreal - as well as a 30x30 deck each spring. How hard would it be to paint one side of a fence???
Monday I was all fired up to get it done!!
This is what the fence on the opposite side of the yard looked like................
This is what I was facing................
In the heat of the first day (which bugged W no end!!) I got this much done......
Tuesday and Wednesday it rained - and mostly washed away my enthusiasm for getting the fence painted.
BUT Thursday the sun shone and out I went again in the heat of the day - and got this much done................
Friday dawned bright and sunny. I wanted that back fence done before our company started to arrive next week. I had the hardest part of the fence left to do - the bit behind the lilac bush - and the bit in the ivy garden..............W went off to run some messages and left me painting........... when he came home he insisted we go out for a quick lunch at Mary Brown's (my FAVOURITE chicken restaurant just down the street from us) and when we got home W made me come in the house for a little bit .............. but then I was determined to get it finished, I was so close .......... so very close. So out I went again and literally pushed through......... that last little bit was the hardest part.... maybe cause I was almost done............. but I stuck it out and an hour later had finished the fence,
After a hot bath to ease my aching muscles and back (who knew that painting a fence would work muscles running from my thighs to my ass??!!! dear god I thought I might never walk upright again) I curled up on the sofa proud of the job I had done and basking in the praise from W .......... (the praise was probably way better than my joy at finishing at the fence)
This morning I took my coffee outside in the back - curled up on the patio/deck - on my new wicker furniture and just basked in the quietness and beauty of my back garden. Life is very good and I am very contented.