While preparing for Adam's graduation party, I discovered some pictures from the spring of 1995, the year we moved into our house.
Our lot really was a sandbox sort of place, and not a single tree graced the two and a half acres though there tons of trees and bushes on the golf course behind the house.
Our famous digging lab died in November. Since there isn't more to do with our grass as it already looks more and more like a putting green, we decided it was time to add some color to our yard.
It all began last fall when Joe and the boys started to remove the stuff we thought would make good landscaping in 1995. By last fall, we knew it didn't.
Most of what we've now planted will be virtually maintenance-free in coming years, and we are so excited to watch it grow.
West of the house.
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