Sod House, courtesy of the Library of Congress
The parkway in the front of our house was torn up last year during the construction of our home. Since that time, it has been a work in progress. This summer, I decided that I was going to do my best to put sod down so that it would match the house better. My neighbor decided at the same time that he would sod the parkway in front of his house and his daughter’s house–the lots on either side of me.
We tried to order sod earlier this summer, but a comedy of errors insued. The long and short of the story was, my neighbor went ahead an sodded his land, but mine still sat there sporting the latest weeds…until last night. I arrived home to find my neighbor waiting for me. He told me of some unwanted sod scraps the next block over. So I went and picked them up. There were a few rolls of sod, but all the rest ranged in size from a scarf to a paperback novella.
So I have filled in all but a 4 x 4 foot square with a patchwork of sod pieces. My mother-in-law would be proud at my quilting prowess…
God sent the grass, not quite how we were looking for it, but we are grateful none the less…
From Deuteronomy 11:
And I will send grass in your fields for your livestock, that you may eat and be filled.
Your mother-in-law is always proud of you!