Knowing that we were expecting rain the next day, which when you are planting grass is a good thing, I immediately got to work trying to get as much of it into the ground as I could in one day.
So along with my trusty hound, I headed to the backyard with the tools necessary to cut small sheets of zoysia into approximately 1,000, one-inch-square 'plugs' and to plant them approximately one foot apart. My plan is that some small percentage of them will survive and eventually take over the entire yard. (I can see you collectively shaking your heads, but I have faith.)
Being a helpful sort, Ray immediately got to work. He dug a shallow hole. Then he rested.
He supervised. Then he rested some more. And some more. And some more.
Finally, after I was done for the day (with about a third of the plugs planted), Ray tested out the new zoysia and found it good.
|I don't doubt you, but |
are you sure you know what you're doing?
|Resting some more|
|...and more resting|
|Testing the zoysia|
|Finding it good|