Years ago, when we had put the major features in place and planted most of the trees, I told my brother-in-law Mike that we were going for a low-maintenance yard. He laughed in my face!. Well, he was right, of course. It keeps us busy every weekend, trimming oleanders or picking up leaves or planting new trees or bulbs or . . . And in triple-digit temperatures. Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day sun. And pre-codgers, I guess.
At least the pool is cooling and refreshing, and we used it wisely tody -- meaning fairly often. And most of the eucalyptus bark that blew off recently is safely in trash cans.