I'm pretty sure I did, and I know I heard my Dad ask for one, so here ya go . . .
On Sunday I did something I've been threatening to do for years. I was all set to do it last year until I threw out my back cleaning leaves and rediscovered fear.
So, you see that darker patch to the left of the green tub? That's where I started stripping off zoysia sod. By hand. I used a shovel to cut both sides of a foot-wide swath and then pulled it off in strips. By hand. Did I mention I did this BY HAND?
Now I know I could have rented a tiller and possibly more easily turned this patch over, but zoysia is a lawn commodity around here and it would have killed me to just grind it up. (I put it on freecycle. Paying it forward, baby.)
Anyway, 3,765 trips to the alley (where I left the corpse-heavy strips for pick-up) and four hours later, it looked like this:
To say there was dirt in all the creases when I finished is to seriously understate things. I was a sweaty, filthy mess.
I even had to use a mushroom brush to get my arms clean.
For some time I've mulled the idea of posting a semi-regular picture of the back yard to show how it progresses through the seasons and this seemed like an appropriate place to start: