S. LAYTON BOULEVARD
The Salvia and Sedum in this bed, pictured above and below, were planted one spring by Margie and me to replace some dead junipers. They had been pulled from another bed that was being eliminated. Problem was, this island had no sprinklers. So we found a large cooler in the garage and first thing every morning we would give them a nice drink by hand. As you can see they came back very nicely!
Our office, redecorated.
Margie is painting the valves in the underground water controls. After the sprinklers had been running for their allotted time the boxes would many times fill with water, making it difficult to see the valves to turn them off. This meant having to feel around with the four foot key or get on our hands and knees and place the key on the valve by hand. Multiply this by dozens of islands in a day and it's not only a time waster but we would end up soaking wet. With the valves painted luminescent pink (Margie's favorite color) the valves were easily visible through the water and the operation was quick and easy.
One hot summer day Margie and I were on our hands and knees weeding a flower bed when a voice spoke out from above. "They make you work on a day like this?" We looked up and saw Lance Hill, local weatherman. We wiped our brows and said, "yes, this is what we do. Neither rain nor heat of day nor crazy drivers keep us from our appointed rounds." Mr. Hill was doing a story about those of us working outside on an ozone alert day. After a pleasant conversation we agreed to be filmed for the evening news. Trouble was, we had pretty well finished this particular bed, so what was seen on the news was Margie pulling imaginary weeds and me cultivating what I'd already cultivated. But we had our fifteen seconds of fame.