A Yard!
From my very first playgroup when Sophie was four weeks old, lots of the people I knew back in Boston desperately wanted a yard… “I just want to open the door and let the kids run out in the back yard!” they’d say. I could never understand this, and now, after having a yard, I still don’t get it.
I have a yard and a fence around it so, theoretically, the kids could just run out and play. This week I actually tried it, and I know I am in the minority, but it just reinforced my personal opinion that I’d rather live in the city.
The snow finally melted after some 50+ degree days and we went out in the back yard to “run around” as my first playgroup so described this wonderous playspace in all its glory. The kids were wondering around, not sure quite what to do since we have no swing set, climbing structure, and no playmates other than boring old mom and dad, and Neal called my attention to some “fertilizer” bullets that he saw on the ground. I went to check out said fertilizer, and concluded that it was rabbit shit all over my glorious yard that was supposed to be my suburban salvation! And it wasn’t just in one spot…. It was all over! How could I let my children roll around in this?!?!?!?!
The good news is that we live on a golf course, and it wasn’t open yet. So, we took our big, red bouncy ball and played on the tenth green. I guess this was okay, but there’s no way I can let them on the course now that the season has started and the flags are out. Ah, the utter frustration of it all!
But, I must admit, I love living on a golf course. I felt like a kid in a candy store when they put the flag on the green on Wednesday morning. It’s very relaxing for me, a person who doesn’t relax, to watch my favorite sport being enjoyed right outside my kitchen window.
Now I need to figure out how to take care of this glorious yard. I am now contemplating how exactly to get this lawn mowed, landscaping planted, and if I need to spend the $3,000 on the swing set so my kids can experience the suburban utopia that everyone describes. At least the prior owner installed the fence, which, I understand, costs around $10K and I guess with the rabbit population, I don’t need to worry about fertilizer!
From my very first playgroup when Sophie was four weeks old, lots of the people I knew back in Boston desperately wanted a yard… “I just want to open the door and let the kids run out in the back yard!” they’d say. I could never understand this, and now, after having a yard, I still don’t get it.
I have a yard and a fence around it so, theoretically, the kids could just run out and play. This week I actually tried it, and I know I am in the minority, but it just reinforced my personal opinion that I’d rather live in the city.
The snow finally melted after some 50+ degree days and we went out in the back yard to “run around” as my first playgroup so described this wonderous playspace in all its glory. The kids were wondering around, not sure quite what to do since we have no swing set, climbing structure, and no playmates other than boring old mom and dad, and Neal called my attention to some “fertilizer” bullets that he saw on the ground. I went to check out said fertilizer, and concluded that it was rabbit shit all over my glorious yard that was supposed to be my suburban salvation! And it wasn’t just in one spot…. It was all over! How could I let my children roll around in this?!?!?!?!
The good news is that we live on a golf course, and it wasn’t open yet. So, we took our big, red bouncy ball and played on the tenth green. I guess this was okay, but there’s no way I can let them on the course now that the season has started and the flags are out. Ah, the utter frustration of it all!
But, I must admit, I love living on a golf course. I felt like a kid in a candy store when they put the flag on the green on Wednesday morning. It’s very relaxing for me, a person who doesn’t relax, to watch my favorite sport being enjoyed right outside my kitchen window.
Now I need to figure out how to take care of this glorious yard. I am now contemplating how exactly to get this lawn mowed, landscaping planted, and if I need to spend the $3,000 on the swing set so my kids can experience the suburban utopia that everyone describes. At least the prior owner installed the fence, which, I understand, costs around $10K and I guess with the rabbit population, I don’t need to worry about fertilizer!
posted by Betsy Paquelet Patrick at 8:33 AM
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