Rock Pile
Tomorrow the landscaper arrives with his bulldozer and will shape and mold our uneven dirt yard into a smooth gradual slope down to the lake, finished with a rich 4″ of topsoil. Before he can begin we agreed to remove all the big rocks. So, today we dug out big rocks and stockpiled them along an unused edge of the yard.
I have always loved rocks and can visualize a lovely rock garden somewhere, winding itself down to the lake bedecked with wonderful plants. In the meantime we must lug these heavy monsters and store them somewhere to wait for that special time. I remember the rock storage pile in my last yard, the weeds had grown so deep that the rocks became part of the undergrowth, quite forgotten. I always have the best of intentions when it comes to rocks, but somehow their weight and the logistics of my plan never seem to be compatible.
Meanwhile, I will be happy to have the yard graded and ready for hydroseeding. And, if I’m diligent, a healthy lawn will be established sometime before the first September frost. After that it won’t matter, the killing frosts will render the lawn dormant and soon after both the lawn and the rock pile will be hidden during the dark months of winter and buried under a carpet of snow.
Gail Niebrugge, Alaska Artist
