it's like an addiction. My friends joke that everywhere I've lived there's a path of bricks left behind. When I see them abandoned at a building site, I'll get out and pick them up, no matter how many. The last birthday before my mom died, she bought me a pallet. I was thrilled.
I always say I'm going to roll up the paths and take them with me, but of course it doesn't work that way. Getting older now and the work is more difficult, but I still love it.
Yes, I love the curves you have in the path...I try to do that as well, plus I like to let the bricks follow any little ups and downs.
The boxwoods are great, and I love what I can see of the little statuaries. You designed that yard beautifully.
I find statues at thrift stores, and sometimes in trash piles. But I have a namaste frog that I bought, a mermaid, a large stone turtle...I could spend all day in a garden catalog. Are you familiar with windandweather.com?
If not, do NOT check it out lol. Those catalogs are like crack to me! Don't do it.
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