The weeping birch tree in the front yard was one of the most spectacular in town. The almost as tall tamarack tree in the front yard was very cool, as it is one of the very few pines that turns orange and loses all of its needles in the fall. Sadly, both trees succumbed not long after we moved out: the weeping birch from bugs and the tamarack from lightning (!).
|My Weeping Birch in Fall with Tamarack at Left|
There was also something about the neighborhood that I hadn't counted on: competition. Many of the houses there had been built thirty years ago, and many of the original owners still lived there. That meant a lot of these folks were coming up on or already retired and had a lot of time to put into their yards. The neighbors on our one side were semi-retired and their yard was beautiful. The neighbors on the other side were even worse: they were both young school teachers and had all summer off to work in their yards, and that they did. The pressure to have a nice yard in the neighborhood was constant and intense. I had to kick things up a notch if I were to hold my head up.
So I did. I bought a really nice cedar gazebo kit and put it up underneath the chokecherry. It was gorgeous, with its delicate railings and cedar shake roof. It fit the setting perfectly, and the chokecherry looked like it had grown up around the gazebo. It was beautiful and it bought me some good cred in the neighborhood but it wasn't enough.
|Beautiful, But Not Enough|
|This is Only About Half of It|
|Heavy Rocks are Heavy|
|That Was Easy!|
Something tells me the drug dealers didn't much worry about cleaning the pond filter on a regular basis. We moved back into the area a few years later, and I could not bear to drive by the place for many years after, fearing that all the work I had put into the place would have been destroyed by a bunch of stupid dope fiends. It broke my heart.
Fast forward to present day. We have been on our acreage outside the city for ten years now. Much of that time we had The World's Greatest Dog on patrol. We are just past the one year anniversary of her passing, and our new dog Buddy is now keeping an eye on the place. Now the thing about Buddy is that he doesn't much like the sun. Black Siberian Husky crosses would much rather be running across the frozen tundra than soaking up the rays on a hot summer day.
The problem we have now is that we don't have much for mature trees in our yard, especially in the area where my lovely wife spends so much of her time in the summer - the garden. No big trees, no shade where a dog can hang out to help beat the heat. There had to be a better way. There is. I was taking a stroll through Costco the other day and came upon this bad boy.
|Meet the Alexa Playvilion Sandbox|
Careful inspection of the display unit built up at the store showed an impressive level of quality for the thing given its $100 price tag:
- It was made of real wood that was already pre-stained
- There were a ton of screws holding it together. Screw holes were pre-drilled and counter-sunk
- There were several nice finishing touches, like small ledges near the bottom and decorative railings at the top
- The fabric cover was nice and heavy
It would not do. I held a piece of plywood up to the roof line around 11am and saw that the shade cast by the wood fell about six feet back from where the bottom of the gazebo. The sides were too high to cast enough useful shade over the course of the day. The happy young children pictured on the box the gazebo came in are doomed to die from skin cancer for this reason.
|Sorry Kids, But I Got Bad News For You|
|His Spice Rack is Also a Classic|
I got each of the sides built up and screwed a few of them together. Everything seemed to be fitting together pretty well.
The six sides are together now. The picture on the box also had six sides. I appear to be on the right track.
Here it is with the ledges attached on the bottom pieces and the roof supports up. They are hard to see, but there are also chunks of wood angled at 120 degrees screwed across each of the corners. This makes the whole structure surprisingly solid. Note that I put something on top of the concrete in the driveway to prevent the wood from getting all scratched up.
Like any good engineer would do, we had to do a final test for fit and finish. The end customer seems to approve. Note also how my Lovely Wife has to duck down now that I've chopped the roofline down to Buddy size.
And here is the finished product in place. We put it up on the north side of a small Scots Pine at the corner of our garden to help cast additional shade. Note the enclosed pool that my Lovely Wife picked up early this summer at 50% off.
So the job is done so I know what you must be asking yourself. Does he like it? Well...
|Damn Straight, He Likes It|