The Domino Effect.

I found some great urns and statuary on CraigsList. The person who sold them was offering them each at a certain price or—the kit and caboodle—for one low price.

“I’m just a girl who can’t say no”

As I mentioned in my last post, I have many, many, many garden projects that are in different states of doneness, mostly undone. I knew this when I decided to type in the word Craigslist and hit return, but I did it anyway.

So I went to look at these cool objects de garden art. I, being of weak mind and not so sound pocketbook said, “yes” to everything.

I had initially told this nice man that I couldn’t afford everything that he had. Here is how, with my superior negotiating skills, the scene played out.

Man selling statuary: “These urns over here are this much and those over there are that much and that one is this much.”

Me: “How much for everything together?”

Man selling statuary: “I will give it to you for this much”

Me: “O.K.”

So now I sit staring at all the stuff sitting in my driveway. All I have to do is put it away right?

Wrong.

Where the hell am I going to put a four foot wide three and a half foot high antique cast-iron urn that weighs more that my Volvo?

So now I have decided to rip out my lower lawn and put in a dozen or so flower and veggie beds with this urn as the focal point.

In order to do that, I have to have a cement pedestal built. In order to do this I have to install different sprinklers, gopher wire, walk ways. Yada yada yada.

I moved two pots on a wall and replaced them with two of my new urns. But in order to do that I had to take the two small trees out of the pots and find a place for them. In order to find a place for them I had to move some smaller plants and find places for them.

I had to find a place to put some other small statuary, which meant I had to move some of my pots around.

I needed surface area, so I absconded with my tenant’s outdoor table (which I replaced with a recent garage sale patio table and chairs). In order to set the table up and place pots on it, I had to rip out some butterfly irises and then fill in the holes with dirt that I took from under my oak tree. I didn’t have enough so I shoveled some more from around the tree.

I looked at the irises lying on the ground and I felt sorry for them, so I have decided to transplant them into several different spots in my yard. In order to do that I had to clean out, weed and hand till the soil in the areas where they will be planted. In many of the locations where the irises went, I had to move plants around to accommodate them.

I was so tired after all the garden drama that I grabbed a beer flopped myself in front of the computer, typed in the word CraigsList and hit the return button.

Stumble It!

Comments

[Jan]

You, my dear, are a girl after my own heart. I know you can figure out something to do with all those goodies. If not, you contact me and we'll put our heads together and come up with something utterly, well -- what is the word... utterly ... "THERE".. OK -- That will work. We'll make it really THERE!!! :)

[Aiyana]

Well, they are nice! You'll probably come up with something really cool to do with them. Hope you show the finished project.
Aiyana

[Small Garden Ideas]

I really had a hard time finding this types garden decorations because first of all they are big and the space allotted for them is not sure to fit them. I was in such distress that thankfully my girlfriend came to my aid.