Most of the week before Christmas, it poured rain here. Poured, and poured, and poured. For days. I have a hard time seeing pouring rain as festive, even though the cloudy and wet skies made an easy excuse to say indoors and partake of more holiday treats.
Eventually, we had to face reality that our front walk and parking area had become a landscape of mini-lakes. When the sun FINALLY came out two days ago (along with unusual sub-zero temperatures here that I won’t complain about), we were ready for action. In the space of a few hours, a load of gravel, a load of bark mulch and two energetic rakers yielded some happy results.