Four plants now are ready to sprout in the new section of our hourglass front-yard garden in our Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, the portion I dug out last fall.
My dear wife Karen and I teamed this glorious and sunny Sunday to dig in the dirt.
I used a spade to make holes for the three plants we’s purchased two weeks past at our spring favorite, Chuck Hafner’s Garden Center. In went two rose bushes and a rhododendron.
Karen used the hand spade to transplant a portion of a climbing vine that was here ascending the olive tree that has since toppled when we moved in a decade ago.
We scattered some Miracle Gro around the roots, put soil back into the holes and admired our work.
And then …
I had to take another shot of some dirty work somebody else accomplished in front of our house in the last day or two. I spotted the mess Saturday around dinner time.
Remember that muddy pile of old sod I deposited there for city haulers to take away for recycling?
Well, the schedule was not kept this past week.
So somebody decided they just had to drive their vehicle — looks like truck tires to me — across that pile of muddy sod and spread it around pretty good.
Here’s the link to the story about and photo of the pile of mud pre-tire-track.
Have you done any spring planting yet? Has somebody done something with a car around your house or apartment that’s made you think why, why, why?


Mark,
Some people’s Kids! I swear! Where is civility these days? If it were a truck, chances are they had a shovel in the back, and could have stopped to fix the mess…
Many decades ago in Texas, that would have happened.
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There would have been a time where somebody would have shoveled it up and threw it into there own compost pile, Lance. Clean fill.
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‘Twas a small pile. My thoughts were they could have just thrown it into the back of their truck.
😉
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Did some garden work for awhile the other day. Pruned my rose bushes and planted. Have a big spider bite to show for my endeavors. It itches like crazy, but on the upside I’m a superhero now.
That’s cool, I guess.
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You’ve always spun a pretty good tale in my book, Angelle … Had to say it. Spider bite, yeow!
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Angelle, Call it a “Badge of Honor.”
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Were they mustang convertible tire marks? If so, it’s a good omen! xoxo
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Ha! No, and it wasn’t somebody going in reverse, either, Sandra. 🙂
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I see. You’re right. I was mistaken. Just a garden variety jerk. These types are common, unfortunately. We have them in our neck of the woods too. They pealed out on my parent’s lawn just for “fun.”
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Oh, that would burn me up!
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Oh I was fired up as well and it’s not even my property. Gratuitous a-hole-ishness.
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Yeah, people going through the crap-on-others stage are the worst.
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Too funny!
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LOL! I’m so sorry you had a careless driver make a mess in your otherwise lovely landscape. Happy Gardening! 😀
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I don’t do spring planting as I seem to kill everything I try to grow.
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Uh-oh. Stay away from the garden life, Teela. You can look, but you can’t plant, I guess.
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LOL
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Why must people drive over piles of things? You never know what could be in that pile, and several things can come to mind. Nails or screws for instance. Pfsssssst. There goes your tire, and lesson learned.
Regardless, whether a driver acknowledges potential hazards or not, it’s just plain rude.
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Now I would never, ever, put nails or glass under a pile of grass on purpose to get back at somebody who’d drive through the pile, you know, Chris?
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I’m not saying do it. I’m just saying that there could be.
My mother, when my brother and I began driving, would tell us to be careful when driving and not to drive through obstructions. Your car could be damaged or someone could be hurt. Take a pile of leaves, and she’d remind us that we — as kids — would play in such piles of leaves. I know that’s a drastic situation, but it’s for example. It’s frightening, and that’s why we never drove purposefully reckless.
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I agree wholeheartedly with you and your mom.
My reply was just planting a seed in any do-badder’s mind who might read my blog comments in a back-handed sort of way. You know, I wouldn’t do such a thing, but there might be some people out there who would!
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Yeah. It’s true and it’s scary that people would. People, I tell ya…
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A very good point Christopher. During my years in Iraq and Afghanistan, we would NEVER drive anywhere near a pile of anything for fear of IED’s. Just this afternoon as I was returning from a trip to our local Kroger’s I saw ahead a box in the middle of the road, without even thinking I actually caught myself almost running onto the sidewalk to avoid it.
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i planted this afternoon after getting back from my daughter’s house. i was covered in mud and scratches and from cleaning out the gardens and happy as a worm in dirt. as for the mystery sod driver by your house, possibly a teen or two, thinking how funny they were?
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Perhaps, but I am thinking more along the lines of somebody that’s annoyed that my garden recyclables take up a parking spot in front of my house. We have alternate side of the street parking, and the spots right in front of our house are prime because there is an apartment house across the way. Although there are always plenty of spots just 50 feet in either direction.
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ah, with that added set of facts, i suspect your premise is correct. people overreact in crazy ways.
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Or I am being paranoid. I am hoping for an isolated tire track either way.
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No planting this year. Though grass is growing like mad without any help from us.
I will say I am bothered by people who do anything with their cars that involves excruciating loud noises. To quote you …. “WHY WHY WHY???!”
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Yesterday, at the same time that I noticed our squished and scattered pile of recyclable yard waste, I spotted across the street a little car parked exactly against the back bumper of another little car. I again exclaimed to myself why why why! But I thought better today of posting the picture I took of it,.
Loud car noises, yes, I retort three at that, too, but it just may be a different word, Colleen.
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People and their behaviors seem to be magnified behind the steering wheel of a car.
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Chatter Master,
Too true.
(and on the internet)
Great point you make here.
Cheers
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One of the things I miss about living in an apartment is gardening. No one has ever done any weird thing with a car against me, perhaps because they’d heard I used to be a biker??? 😉
Diana
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Yes, the reputation that never stops giving, Diana! 😉
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Oh My! Laughing my butt off!
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Mark, I was in the middle of comment on this post when my brother called to tell me he was waiting to take me over to Mom’s house. Now I don’t remember what the comment was, but I will say, I love the new background you have behind this post. It made more sense this morning but I’ve had some wonderful surprises today, so I’m almost speechless.
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I am glad you had wonderful surprises this Mother’s Day, Angie, and hope the visit to your mom’s was marvelous. My new background will be here tomorrow, too, I hope!!
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Oh, keep it for the entire spring season, Mark. It’s beautiful for this time of year.
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Yes, it will remain until the snow flies, I’m pretty sure, Angie. I like it right this minute, at least.
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People are mean.
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Yes, it looked intentional, smack in the middle of the dirt pile.
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Maybe that neighbor you called to have their trees check out gave a little payback.
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No, I think it was somebody who lives on my street, not the street behind my house, Kim.
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Oh I thought he was next door to you. Mystery.
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Big pines are behind my backyard fence, Kim. That’s why I think he never knew the city arborist was there. The guy did all of his hawk-eye work from my side of the backyard fence.
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Ah! Then if it was a truck the probably didn’t see.
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Plus it came at 10 a.m. on a weekday.
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Someone late for work.
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