From the time I was a child, I've been captivated by age-old stories of buried treasure. It just seems surreal to me that people would actually think, "Yeah, the dirty old ground seems like the best place to hide this priceless gift." That blows my mind! The dirt is the last place that I would put a prized possession.
Anyway, that's a digression that I didn't mean to take. When we moved into our house, the seller confessed that he didn't know whether or not the house had a sprinkler system. The peculiar thing is that we have a sprinkler system control box in our garage. Brian has messed with the thing a few times, but he's never had success in getting it to come on. We've observed sprinkler heads sticking up in the flower beds, but we've never seen any out in the yard. So, we knew that, at best, our flower beds could be easily watered.
For weeks, I've been looking forward to the freedom of summer. But, for weeks, I've had nightmares about dragging hoses and sprinklers across the yard. You see, we have a big 'ole yard, and I just knew that I'd be slaving away with a water hose all the livelong day.
This weekend, however, Brian's family came over for a little picnic lunch on the patio. His Uncle Paul owns a nursery and landscaping business, and he is an expert on all things yard. Anyway, with the flip of a few switches, we saw water oozing out of the ground.
To make a long story short, the guys were able unearth a whole-yard sprinkler system, complete with 14 watering zones.
See, to you this might not sound like much, but to me, I was in heaven! This is the same kind of excitement that I feel about the lawn trailer. I'm easily amused! And, my summer just got worlds easier!
For a while it looked like we were digging graves in our front yard, but the men got it all completed today. Are they not the most talented crew?
And, the talent was just as evident on the patio :)
Have a great week, y'all!