This summer I decided to make a sandbox around the large mulberry tree in the backyard. Not much grass will grow under the tree because of the shade and the dogs. I still need to find some sort of material for the dirt part of my yard.



Of course, a sandbox is no fun without children. Hudson and the great niece and nephews broke it in when they came to visit at Thanksgiving.
Braydon - "This is the coolest sandbox ever!"


Later that day - "The sandbox is cool, but this tree is WAY cooler!"
What can I say, Braydon. I can not compete with Mother Nature.
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