The concrete truck is scheduled for tomorrow morning.
They found some brick buried in the yard, and it will become part of the culvert instead of taking up space in a landfill.
A boulder too large to move will be a decorative accent on one side of the culvert.
The neighbor's drain, the whole reason for the culvert, is stuffed with Ficus benjamina roots.
I hate Ficus benjamina. It is a beautiful tree that has no business being planted on suburban properties, where it will crack foundations, raise asphalt, and clog pipes.
Use Xylosma congesta instead, okay? It has the same graceful weeping quality and screening ability, without the nasty root system. End of rant.
With workers around all day, the private refuge of the garden is temporarily lost and much longed for. I do note the following:
The blooming Agaves have completely lost their root system and will tip over and fall in the next strong wind, or tomorrow, if the concrete truck parks too close. I am hoping to hold off until after Labor Day to pull and plant bulbils, unless the mighty stalks fall sooner.
There are lots of tomatoes.
That harbinger of August, Amaryllis belladonna, is sending up the first flowers:
One of the 'Margaritaville' Yuccas finally has an offset. It only took, what, eight years?
The little Grevillea I planted a while back is blooming again and looks happy.
Its neighbor Adenanthos sericea also looks good--better than I expected. Luckily we've had a relatively cool summer (so far).
The Adenanthos neighbor, Acacia 'Cousin Itt'--well, not as good as hoped for. One of them flat out died, and while the other looks pretty good, it could look better. Too hot? Not enough water? Not sure. The photo is a bit deceptive, because I cropped off the slightly bare center. It looks best around the edges. Cousin Itt has a bit of a bald spot.
Margaritaville, ready to pour. Good place to be on a summer afternoon...but really I'd just rather have my garden back. Soon, soon. Ready to pour.