When you look through name meanings online, Artie will inevitably take you back to the word Arthur. Now, my parents named me Artie, after my paternal grandfather, who actually (once tracked back through genealogy) was named Artemus. When you search Artemus, it brings up: "OF THE MOON" from the Greek origin of the name.
Now when I think, of the moon, I think ethereal, reliably rising, casting light on shadows, and having many varieties of self, i.e., full, crescent, etc.. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing about the name Artie (Artemus) says HARD WORK! So why do I feel like a member of the chain gang hauling mounds of dirt to be able to enjoy a patio near my moon lit garden? Perhaps because Artie doesn't mean "OF THE MONEY".
I took advantage of the nice day we had yesterday, the first of a many to come, and did a little backyard work while my brother slept in. I raked the yard and collected the garb, and though exhausting, the ability to enjoy the weather was invigorating enough to make me venture out the the patio area and begin some "test" digging.
Now, I'm a stickler for doing a job right the first time, so I planned on doing the best job possible with this patio endeavor. As I raked the area, then started to dig down, I realized ... this is not going to be as easy as I had hoped.
The area already is home to a mound of dirt that we moved when we started working on the 200 sq. feet of garden space around the yard last year, and with the excavation of 8" needed in the 200+ sq. ft. area of the patio ... I'll have even more dirt, and even less place to put it. I looked around the yard wondering where I could stash such a huge bounty of useless fill, and to date, I'm still searching.
Why oh why won't someone send Jason Cameron to my house to take over this project!? (And please let it be Jason Cameron!) ;)
Of course, it will still get done, along with the bathroom, and hopefully the pergola. Oh this summer will be a fun one indeed.