Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Smooth, smoother... smoothest!

After a visit from Mr. Gardener, the conclusion was clear: we had to level our garden even more!  So that was what we did today.  I hope Mr. Gardener will be happy with the new result:
Note that we didn't have a spirit level.  The only tools we used were:
  • a spade and a shovel
  • a garden and leaf rake
  • a rope and some wooden sticks
 Life can be so simple sometimes...

Friday, June 10, 2011

Demolition Day!

From now on, Friday June 10th 2011 will be known as Demolition Day!  At noon, my collegue Bert and I decided to join forces and get ready for some reinforced concrete pole demolition action.  Bart decided to go for the hard work...

... while Bert preferred the more subtle steel cutting action:
After less then 30 minutes, the job was done...

...and we decided to reward our efforts with some nice French fries from frituur De Beke.  Yummie!

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Digging it flat

Today was the day: I was going to spade the garden and I was going to do it fast!  The plan was to get started this morning and see how far I could get.  While I was digging my way towards hallucinations, Tine closely followed me with a rake to fine tune the result of my intensive labour.  At 19h30 local Belgian time, the end result is something we are both very proud of:
Seems like it's getting time for a call to Mr. Gardener!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Killing the buxus!

It has been almost 3 years now that we have this big, fat buxus in our garden.  Tine liked it, i didn't.  I wanted to get rid of it.  After I finally convinced her that removing this damn thing was like the best thing we could do to the world, today was D-day: time for destruction!  This is the sucker before I attacked him:
This is how the bastard looked like after a few strokes with my saw:
And a few more cuts later, he didn't seem to be too happy anymore:
The final struggle to the root was damn hard, but the battle was won by me and I nailed the damn thing.  Look at him crying for his mommy:
Of course, I could not have done this without the help of my brave son, who's always ready for some buxus-destruction:
Thanks, Jenne!