I don’t blame our landlords in the slightest, but this was the condition of our backyard when we moved into our new rental home. The negligence and lack of common sense repair skills of the pervious homeowners is clear throughout our new home. Our landlords did a huge amount of maintenance and repair work to bring this house to a nice condition for renting–and as I mentioned, I don’t mind projects. They keep me busy.
Therefore, for the benefit of aesthetics, and more importantly, for my dogs to have a nice area to play in, I began seeding the lawn. I wanted to make the yard far more green, and less full of useless bits of metal and/or plastic (oh, and the crazy-abundance of large dog faeces that had also been left). For about the first week, my dogs were nervous to leave the deck and sidewalk. I assume because of all the strange-strange-big-dog-marking-smells that must have filled the backyard. Once, I started digging up the dirt, tilling up the ground for seeding, the dogs became more confident and adventurous–claiming their new yard as their own.
This is the third yard I have regrown from seed. It is a labor-intensive process, but I don’t mind. It gives me a strong sense of satisfaction, it is a nice little workout, and, ultimately, it gives me something to do.
And finally–we have grass! Some areas are still a bit sparse, and my gardening skills still certainly leave something to be desired. However, we do now have a lawn, and two happy dogs.