Actual dirt.

Not gossip or scandal or anything like that.

I’m talking about dirt.  Erosion.  Because I have been noticing for some time now that the yard is trying to take back the driveway.  Little by little, the lawn has crept over the edge.

We’ll set aside the fact that I have plenty of bare spots on the lawn itself—where, you know, if the grass wanted to move somewhere, there would be little, if any, resistance.  Or, wait.  Let’s not.  Set it aside, I mean.  What possesses the grass to try to grow over and through the concrete driveway instead of turning around and nestling into the nice soft dirt?!  I think the grass might be in cahoots with my Wizard of Oz trees.  I don’t want to sound paranoid, but, seriously, what possible benign reason could there be for trying to grow on concrete?

Anyway, I’ve been noticing this encroachment, and yesterday, I decided I would have to do something about it.  I started out using my weed whacker as an edger—a task at which it is surprisingly effective.  However, there came a point on the driveway where I was going to have to trim back about a foot (a foot!) of dirt and grass.

Enter the grubbing hoe.  The grubbing hoe is a very nice implement.  I like it. Using it, I found the edge of the driveway again.  And I dislodged most of the dirt and grass that had crept over it.

But I live in Florida, and the dirt is mostly sand, and pretty much as fast as you remove the side of a hill, the hill slides down.

An unending supply of dirt.

Next stop.  The home improvement store.

I guess it’s time to get some of that plastic edging until one of two things happens.  Either the remaining grass will put out tendrils and roots to anchor the sand, or we will have the time, energy, funds, and artistic sense to come up with something better.  Meanwhile, I’m going to end that unending supply of dirt!