The other day, there was a break in our monsoons, and I just flat out needed outdoors.
Upon venturing outside, I wasn’t all that impressed with what I saw.
I have a viral post out there all about my infamous garden edging… so don’t tell a soul it can slip into the gutter pretty quickly!
But instead, I got down on my knees, and started yanking weeds.
Before I changed my mind.
“You want to MOVE to a bigger yard? You can’t even keep this up! What were you thinking? And you know, if you’d just stay on top of this, it wouldn’t even be a thing.”
Blah blah blah.
But naturally, ran out of time, and had to leave my poor front yard in a pretty messy state.
It took a good solid week before I saw the yard again.
Oh how I was tempted to jump on my bike for a new adventure! But… I had these fantasies that my front yard would look all dazzling and pressure washed and weeded before Christmas….
But if I can be perfectly honest, I nearly slapped my helmut back on and head down the bike path instead. Agony.
Yes! No! Yes! No!
Before I got back to yes, I got down on my knees and started on the pallet wood walkway.
With lots of coffee in between, for encouragement.
And that’s all it took. Totally encouraged with one semi finished area, I was plugged in. And tore into the rest.
I mean, maybe if I finished, I could go on a bike ride the next time it didn’t rain!
Can you tell where I’ve been?!
My son wandered home from school at this point. Ohhh bad timing, son. He was instructed to rake the back yard. Lucky dude!
And… you guessed it. Time ran out once again. Drat! I had hoped to stage this area pretty for a picture… but… well, it is what it is.
Sighing, I packed the garden tools up, and did one last thing before heading indoors again. Because who knows when I’ll be out here again at this rate!
One time I asked him, “What are your plans for the yard?”
He ran down his dream list, and it sounded AMAZING. Intentionally made rolling hills, flower beds with overflowing flower baskets, the works. It was a far cry from that at the moment. And as if reading my mind, he added,
“But it doesn’t have to be done right away. We’re just doing what we can when we can. And we’re ok with that.”
See, if that had been me, I’d have been super impatient. I’d have wanted that yard done yesterday to match the sharp, new house.
Knowing me, I’d have spent a bunch of time on an area I didn’t have time for. Messing up what really needed to be done right away.
On my return from our Maui trip, I went by his yard and couldn’t believe my eyes. The yard did get done, and it turned out STUNNING. More stunning than I even imagined.
I walked in the yard with my jaw open and had to stare at everything. How… in just a few weeks… from barren to a paradise?!
The key was waiting for a break in the work load. Once that hit, his entire work crew ploughed through what needed to be done. In lighting speed I might add.
Timing was key. A season for everything. Patience paid off.
But the point is, the belief was there all along. No doubt to be had. No giving up at all.
And took a moment to appreciate the hard work that went into it.
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