I’ve lived in our house going on two years. (I bought it before Mrs. Shoo and I were married) I have a honey-do list about a mile long, but I’d like to think I am making ’some’ progress. The last two weeks I’ve been working on removing rock from the front of the house and transplanting it back by the garage. Why do such a tedious job? I’ll tell you what I told Mrs. Shoo, because I have no where else to dump it and rock is expensive.

I really wish I had somewhere to dump it, but again it’s expensive and I am essentially recycling rock. I hear the prices are double that of oil. j/k

This is what the back of the garage used to look like when I bought the house. Pretty, huh.

This is after a day’s work of ripping out overgrowth, leveling dirt, putting down a border, and two Chicago Boxwood bushes.

A little liner.

Buddy agrees that I am doing a good job. In fact, so much so, that he decided to take a dirt bath before I put the plastic liner down. Gotta love that dog.