A Path Is Born

When we moved back to OH four summers ago our backyard was a jungle...a real disaster. Literally we could only see one neighbor and that was over their fence. We have worked really hard at taming this place. We are getting there slowly but surely. One of the things we did outside was dig up an old ratty looking brick patio and a railroad ties lined pathway to a small fish pond. In place of all of that we now have a beautiful exposed aggregate patio with inlaid bricks (which Emmy and I laid). We still have tons of bricks left over so we keep brainstorming about what we can do with them. So last week we started making a path in the back side flowerbed. I have pictures of each step we took.


In the beginning there was a little path.

Then the man dug out the little path...10 inches deep and 24 inches wide.

Then the woman and the man hauled gravel and put in 4 inches of it.

Four inches of sand covered the gravel and then skirted from end to end by the woman.

The man hauled bricks from the stack from behind the barn...choosing just the right ones for the job. The woman laid them as level as she could and as tight as possible.

The little helper tried it out to see just how great it is.

I was too tired to take a finished photo. So I promise to take it first thing in the morning. Now we have sorta a little park in the corner of the backyard.

When we moved back to OH four summers ago our backyard was a jungle...a real disaster. Literally we could only see one neighbor and that was over their fence. We have worked really hard at taming this place. We are getting there slowly but surely. One of the things we did outside was dig up an old ratty looking brick patio and a railroad ties lined pathway to a small fish pond. In place of all of that we now have a beautiful exposed aggregate patio with inlaid bricks (which Emmy and I laid). We still have tons of bricks left over so we keep brainstorming about what we can do with them. So last week we started making a path in the back side flowerbed. I have pictures of each step we took.


In the beginning there was a little path.

Then the man dug out the little path...10 inches deep and 24 inches wide.

Then the woman and the man hauled gravel and put in 4 inches of it.

Four inches of sand covered the gravel and then skirted from end to end by the woman.

The man hauled bricks from the stack from behind the barn...choosing just the right ones for the job. The woman laid them as level as she could and as tight as possible.

The little helper tried it out to see just how great it is.

I was too tired to take a finished photo. So I promise to take it first thing in the morning. Now we have sorta a little park in the corner of the backyard.