Bill tilled the area where the new patio would be, then we raked out any turf from the area. Then I started to work . . . . with a hand trowel. @ 10 hours later - a period that straddled two days - we had a new patio.
I know, I know: The proper way to make such a thing is to dig it down to a certain depth, then add rock, then add stone, then lay your pavers on top of that. But I didn't do any of that; I just started laying the brick and stone on top of the dirt. A pattern soon emerge as I worked.
Mid-way through this project, when I realized I wouldn't have enough rock and brick to fill the area that we'd prepped for the patio, I hastily changed the plans to include a flower bed area around the perimeter....
We eventually added a planter at the northern edge of the patio, then we added another planter, etc. The patio sort of . . . . grew out of the dirt, then the other things 'grew' around the patio!
I'm almost done now! But before I end this blog entry, I would like to share a story:
I worked on this patio for about eight hours one day. Meanwhile, my husband headed to the golf course - he knows better than to mess with me when I'm deep in a project like this, and I said ta ta without a backward glance. By the time Bill got home from the golf course, the patio was almost done, and the sun was setting fast. When Bill suggested I quit for the day, I insisted I get the patio done before I called it quits. So Bill turned on some lights for me, and got me some dinner, and then he turned on his truck radio so I could listen to some tunes while I finished up. The thing is, Bill tuned his radio to a Rock channel, and I am not - gasp! - a big fan of rock music. But I appreciated his efforts to make my job easier, so I left that radio on. But after about 20 minutes of Rock music, I told Bill, 'Please turn off that radio. I'm tired of rock!'
As tired as I was, though, I wouldn't have changed a thing. I was so happy with our new patio, and still am. And I am grateful to the folks who gave us the rock and brick, and grateful to those who helped get it to our property so I could play with it and make a patio. It just doesn't get any better than that . . . .