"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Monday, April 19, 2010

The value of hard work

There's nothing like the smell of fresh cut grass, the feel of it on your feet, the happiness of that color green. But our yard is littered with pine trees with a constant supply of needles laying like a blanket across our would be grass. And pine needles are grass killers.

We have to work for it if we want it. When we first moved in three years ago, our front yard was waist high scrub. We cut it, raked it, re-seeded. Now every fall when the weather turns cold, and spring after the winds have stopped, we have to go out and rake the needles if we want to enjoy the fruits of our labors.

With a front yard over half an acre large, this is not a one man job. I mean, it can be and I've done it but there's no point when everyone can help and everyone is hoping for the same end result. A place to play kickball, a place to run through sprinklers, a place to catch butterflies, and a place to soak in the sun on a blanket.

These guys were amazing. Everyone pitched in either babysitting, shoveling or taking a turn at driving the tractor. Not one complaint! And as we worked we talked about valuing hard work. I mean it's one thing to learn to work and work hard, but it's another thing to work because you value the end result. I wanted them to know that because they were so willing to work hard, we would all enjoy the beauty of a green front lawn and the fun we get to have there each and every year.

Loved watching you all work together. Now bring on those April showers and let's green this baby up!

1 comment:

  1. Hey! Free mulch! Where I come from we had to pay good money for that stuff. Makes great chicken bedding. (And they don't try to eat it like wheat straw.)