houseplants gone wild
note: this post could also have been titled “what i did last weekend”, “the removal of mr. stumpy mcstumpykins and his stumpy friends”, or “it seemed like a good idea at the time”. it was hard to choose exactly the right one, so i went with the one the hubby suggested, mid stump removal.
this weekend the hubby and i decided it was finally time to get rid of the stump that was left over from the ficus tree that we had taken down last summer. it used to look like a giant popsicle. then it looked like a crappy old stump in the middle of some dirt. it’s right by our front door, so…ya know, it was gross.
now i don’t know where you come from, but in my world, ficus trees are indoor houseplants. i’ll confess to never successfully raising a ficus tree in confinement. (too much water? not enough water? too much light? too much neglect? who knows!) but in our lovely town, they grow like weeds outside. we have a pair that are over 15 feet tall and still growing.
so as we sat down to tackle the stump, our thoughts were roughly this: how bad could it be? (note to self: don’t ask that question next time. because you’re going to find out.)
foolishness aside, we really like the look of our covered dirt. we shoveled, we raked, we tamped, we covered with landscaping fabric. and then the magic: we poured on some rocks. oh it looks so good. and after all that effort, you know i had to share it with you! i spared you photos of our injuries (’cause ew), but they’re healing very nicely and i hardly notice the mangled finger when i look at my beautiful rocks.