Chuck talked to the landscape guy on Wednesday. Mr. Torrey gave him a fair price to take up the labyrinth and, then, put down black plastic and mulch.
We get to replace the labyrinth.
So, today, between rain events, I started taking out the pieces that I don't want piled in a heap with glacial rocks dumped on top of them. Or, worse, scraped up and hauled off with the grass.
I have picked all kind of small things out of the heartspace. Seashells, a small (squirrel?) skull, the black plastic cap that says "Made in China" and "Do Not Remove", the little Buddha, a blue tile, a glass bead, a concrete star with glass bits in it, an egg timer and rocks, rocks, rocks. Amethyst, quartz, peacock ore, marble from Iona, a pebble from Lake Erie, carborundum from Hiddenite, snowflake obsidian, labradorite, amazonite, black tourmaline, agate and did I mention quartz?
This yard grows quartz. Not the pretty quartz they sell in rock stores. Big, honking lumps of milky rock that makes planting ANYthing a pain. But, I always have rocks when I need 'em. :-)
I moved the river rocks Ingrid brought me from the stream in her back yard and the candle holders at the entrance. It started a cold rain before I got the chunks of granite Kristal contributed to the entrance.
It's looking oddly bare out there.
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