Do you think this time it will work?

{Before.}

We have a big yard. It's big for people who really don't have skills.

Lawn skills.
There is one small yet important part of our yard, next to the deck, in particular -- and no, I don't mean the part where the boom made tremendous ruts -- where grass has had a difficult time due to septic tank issues.

Such as, the septic tank has to be opened to be cleaned, and occasionally there is a septic tank emergency which requires persons who shall not be named to go out there and fling dirt and whatever poor remnants of lawn were left over from the last episode, all around, including on top of the parts of the lawn not otherwise disturbed by septic issues, until that moment.{That gap in the sod is where the rock goes to mark the septic tank cover, making it possible to get to it without lawn mayhem, in theory at least.}

{Note that all of these pictures are of me in variations of this attractive pose.}

And just having a septic tank there makes things... not want to grow above it.

(Unlike near the leach field, where things grow to bionic proportions. If you don't get all this, I must surmise you live in the city and have never really thought about how *things* work. I used to be like unto you. But now I know. Too, too much.)

And then part of the tree fell due to ice, and then was felled, due to the likelihood that more chunks of it would have hurled themselves onto our roof the next time, and it all had to be made into firewood right there on what was left of the lawn...

It's hard to explain this picture from the fall... if you care or even notice.

If I show you this one below (from two years ago when we began the painting-which-will-never-end), do you understand what we're looking at here? That structure in the front of the picture is actually the bunny hutch, formerly chicken tractor.

{Note that there was grass.} {What you don't see, because that was then and this is now, is that the tree, above, is now a stack of wood against the garage!}

But now that the tree is down -- the tree that I rescued from the septic system builders who were cutting down trees like they were so many pesky weeds -- the tree that I caused to have a rock wall built around -- --so that the leach field could be built without necessitating its, the tree's, removal -- the tree that was making it so that what few blades of grass could grow on this one patch of level ground (thus, a perfect site for a septic tank) would be in deep shade -- perhaps this lawn will grow.

We went where we have never gone before, to the buying of sod and the laying of sod.


See how Bridget cleverly designed an ornamental landscaping use for the giant trunk parts that were certainly not going very far? Perhaps they are next year's firewood. For now they are her concession stand, which I love.
I sincerely hope that now the sod will take root and grow, because if not, I am out of ideas.