Blastoff Bushes!

So, somewhere Bryton has come up with the word "Blastoff!"  And it usually comes as a precedent to the word 'go!'  It's been normal in our house the past week or so to hear 'Blastoff!  Go!" and see a little finger waving in the air as he takes off through the house.

What does that have to do with our bushes?

I wish they would blastoff and go somewhere.

They stink.  (Not literally, but just wait until you see them.)

So, as I'd talked to you all about before, we've been trying to decide what to do with this little eyesore here in our yard:

Believe it or not, these bushes (yes, these.  Come to find out there are three separate bushes in this monstrosity.) actually got bigger before we butchered them to see if we could make them salvageable.  After having had enough, and figuring out that there were three different bushes here, anyway, we decided it may be beneficial just to try to separate them into their distinct identities and see what happened.  (Knowing full well that we don't love these bushes anyway, so if they have to go, they have to go.)  Here's the result:

 I can't even say it's better... it's just a different kind of 'bad.'  What were overflowing, dominant, intimidating bushes that were looking as if they could take over our home at any moment, have now become ghastly, ugly, weeping bushes that look like they are dying.  I don't necessarily want either hanging out in my front yard...

SO - it's looking as if we may be doing some front yard surgery in coming days.  One thing we did find with the butchering of our plants, the brick behind it is actually not atrocious and isn't something that would have to be hidden!  It gives us many more options for whatever we decide to put there!

Keep checking back, hopefully this looks better soon.

(And you can't tell from the picture, but all of the 'green' underneath the bushes are weeds... every blasted bit of it... ugh... ugliness.)

Until Next Time -
A