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My day started innocently enough. The boys were rousted out of bed, fed, nagged, brushed and hustled off to school. I drank my morning tea and then drove over to my mother’s house to provide my signature airport shuttle service. (I can’t complain as I did receive a shoebox full of homemade chocolate chip cookies as payment.)
I was just rolling back into my neighborhood when I spied an arborist’s truck at a neighbor’s house. Sure enough, it had a wood-chipper attached at the rear.
Bingo.
The South side of my house consists of hard packed clay that gets all muddy and slippery when it rains. (And as I live in Oregon, this is an all too frequent occurrence.) I’ve been wanting to lay down mulch for years, but somehow have never got around to it. I know that arborists will often dump their mulch for free, and had even called a few companies in the past, but never had any luck.
Today was my day.
I parked the car and walked back to the neighbor’s house and asked the worker if there was any way he could dump a yard or so of mulch at my house. He looked dubious at first, but did come around quickly when he saw I was only a half-block away.
And indeed he drove his truck over and raked out a yard or so of beautiful cedar wood chips into a pile in front of the house.
Cookies were distributed, and all appeared satisfied with the transaction.
I would estimate that it took twenty wheelbarrows loads to transport the mulch to the side yard, but since the it was very lightweight this was not a difficult task. I listened to an audio book from the library and the time flew by.
I am so happy with the results, and am looking forward to not becoming a muddy mess every time I take out the compost or simply wish to enter my beautiful back yard.
I love not only that the mulch was free, (and smells unbelievably terrific) but that it’s from a tree a half block away. Also, had I been a full-time worker, I wouldn’t have been home to take advantage of this opportunity. I certainly wouldn’t have been able to take my mother to the airport, and there would have been no thank you cookies.
And for that, I’m happy to live frugally, simply and frankly, in a home with a no longer slippery South side yard.
Do you practice frugal gardening? Please share your ideas in the comments section below.
Katy Wolk-Stanley
“Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without.”

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