I Know What I Did Last Saturday

Our neighbors to the south approached us a few weeks ago with plans to finish the parkway in front of their house (aka, the space between the sidewalk and the curb) by taking out the existing shrubs and laying down a blanket of Mexican beach stones dotted with some new succulents. He asked if we wanted to join in and that for a nominal fee he’d get enough stones to cover our parkway and also get his gardeners to rip out the decrepit, and broken-bottle and trash infested patches of ivy in the process, giving the stretch across the two houses a nice unified look.

I thought the stones might nicely accent the river-rock walls and so I checked with Susan to see what she thought and she was cool with it so we gave the plan the thumbs-up.
Three weekends ago the gardeners got started and got rid of the ivy and the shrubs and afterward our neighbor asked if we wanted them to demo the long cracked and semi-hazardous concrete slab that had long ago uniformly spanned the dirt between the curb and the walk and we said hell yeah again.

The next week the gardeners were back and did just that, as well as laid down the beach stones until they ran out.  And in looking repeatedly at the parkway directly across from our front steps afterward, I knew we had to do something to replace the concrete slab — not just because the stones needed a bit of a visual and textural breaking-up, but also because any passengers exiting or entering cars parked there might have an unsteady time of it walking across the loose rocks.

So Saturday morning I raided our backyard stack of its dwindling stock of the home’s original brick foundation material and after an hour or so of digging and laying and stuff had a bridge back with which Susan and I are both pleased as we await the remainder of the beach stones to be installed (click to triplify):


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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with laonstage.com, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."