The curtilage

My new wife has been a busy woman, digging and tilling and planting, and buying, plants.  Flowers and bushes and trees, oh my.  And emplacing stones, and digging those up and moving them and replacing them with other stones.  And digging up newly planted flowers and bushes and rearranging, and moving pots with flowers from the front to the back and to the front again. 

There's a little bit of trial and error, but things are coming together nicely. Before I had what I termed a green desert.  Just grass, and some plantings left over from a previous homeowner.  I wasn't much interested in the yard because it was just a source of work and expense, mostly in an effort to ensure my dog had a smooth green toilet.  Just don't use the yard for much at all.

But now, now, I can just look at it and experience some pleasure and satisfaction.  Much improved curtilage.  I wonder what she'll channel all that energy into once this project is complete.