The Paving Story
Brenda S. Brown
The tale actually began during the pre-spring-season when the majority of our
bulbs failed to bloom; having invested in numerous varieties of narcissus and
buttercups, I was disappointed when they didn't emerge as anticipated. Around
the community the landscape was filled with attractive blossoms but our yard
remained practically devoid of spring color. After a while the disappointment
subsided and life continued.
Mentioning that a formal garden overflowing with various kinds of indigenous
plants would be a welcome addition to our yard gave my husband the incentive to
initiate a massive project. I had no idea how many decisions were required to
lay out a fundamental design, but once the assessment was completed, Otto
measured, measured and measured again.
He engaged several pieces of equipment and initiated the extensive outdoor
renovation.
For days the only progress I could recognize was the chopping of trees, the
digging of stumps, and the reposition of earth. Later I identified a cavernous
crater surrounded by massive amounts of dirt, but within a few days it was
apparent that the patio area was taking shape. The retaining wall was
constructed entirely of soil but the stone had been chosen and was scheduled for
delivery.
Then, another mystery unfolded; one that caused an intense determination to
discover the explanation. Suddenly, and with no enlightenment as to their
origin, countless stalks of green shoots began appearing in the soil surrounding
our uncompleted garden-area. Within a few weeks the bulky stalks produced
enormous pods, that in due time, burst into radiant sunflowers.
We enjoyed the unexpected display of enormous blooms but knowing that we hadn't
planted sunflower seeds made us wonder about the origin. For days we were
astounded at blooms the size of a Frisbee, and the hues the color of sunshine.
Late one afternoon while we discussed a different situation, a petite furry
creature scurried from a hiding place under the shrubbery, and we discovered our
answer.
Chip R. Monk and his acquaintances to include a pal named Dale, are the apparent
culprits involved in the sunflower incident. Chip's long-time companion, Ima C.
Monk is among those accused; their stash of seeds, to include an enormous amount
of sunflower seeds, was apparently unearthed by the machines and triggered the
unexpected bouquet of late summer flowers.
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