When I ask myself, ‘What would Grandma do?’: Phase 1

This is the section of the yard where we had the tree removed. The top edge is a gentle slope from the level yard, but in front of this concoction is the indentation (cipher = hole) descending toward the drive. My plan was to eventually do some landscaping with the overall goal of channeling water run-off with a dry creek bed, some in ground plants, and a flat level ‘patio’ area for my firepit and a couple of chairs. I also like to repurpose objects that I find appealing (beauty = eye of beholder) or that have particular meaning.

The only parts of the chimenea that did not fall apart were the actual chimney itself and the remains of the metal band that held it in place while the ravages of Mississippi rain and humidity took the life right out of that piece of clay transplanted from hot and dry northwest Texas. One of my dear friends gave it to me for Christmas one year, and we had many a fire in it in Texas before I brought it to Mississippi, where it endured ice, rain, snow, before a chunk of the wall finally fell out last year and I retired it. The cats liked to sleep in it in the summer. No longer used, it still occupied its corner of the walkway until I noted Monday that the bottom had fallen out. It is unknown if it was while a cat was taking a nap in it. If so, it was likely as surprised as Steffi on Monday when Grandpa fell off the wall in the hall and scared her awake. So there was nothing to be done but figure out what to do with the chimney and the broken remains, so I did my best effort to think what would Grandma do with that?

I dug a hole in order to position the wheelbarrow body and used the chunks of the chimenea body to anchor the legs and provide some coverage of the hole which is now in the role of a dry well. I filled the bottom with small rocks (just your ordinary white rocks used in Mississippi to pave your parking spots) and then infilled the rest of the cracks in and around the clay chunks with Mexican beach stones obtained at Home Depot. The wheelbarrow bed will be the Headwaters if you will, for channeling the run off from the torrential Mississippi rains. Two days of rain are headed this way and I hope that will give me an idea of where the dry creek will flow based on the water runoff. I will be using the upended wine bottles around the lip to help with the directional flow, and then eventually some more rock and dirt work. I plan to leave the upper portion of the wheel barrow bed rusted, but am considering a wee bit of concrete in the bottom that also has a few rocks embedded. Often, when I start a project, I am just not sure where I will end up until I play with it a bit, rearranging here and there.

Wine bottles inverted, buried and stabilized with paving sand will be used in one section. The dry creek with in-ground plants will border the area serving as the seating area. For now, I am off to purchase a post-hole digger as our last one broke while repairing the fence some years back. It is always a lot of fun here in Lottabusha County if you have a warped sense of fun, and as always, ‘final plans are subject to revision on a whim.’

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12 Responses to When I ask myself, ‘What would Grandma do?’: Phase 1

  1. Betty says:

    I am looking forward to seeing the final concoction. Good luck!

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  2. socialbridge says:

    Such creativity: wonderful.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Pingback: When I ask myself, ‘What would Grandma do?’: Phase 1 — Suzassippi’s Lottabusha County Chronicles | Ups Downs Family History

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