Basically, a sea of mud and construction debris. Remember our 25 feet of topsoil? Well, this is what happens when you pull the grass off 25 feet of topsoil, throw garbage on it, and let it sit all winter.
I could make a lot of excuses (we moved into our house in mid-November, about a day before it started raining/snowing in earnest; I was eight months pregnant; a few weeks later we had a newborn; we are honestly sort of lazy), but the upshot is that our idyllic rural getaway is surrounded by an impassable trash moat that won't really be dry enough to walk on until June.
Which sort of encapsulates our main problem: what do you do with seven acres? Luckily for us, about half of it is woodlot, but that still leaves us with more than 3 acres to do... something with. At most this year we're going to put half an acre into "production" with vegetables, and another maybe quarter-acre devoted to fruit trees and berries. I have a romantic vision of about half an acre in front (where most of the mud and garbage is) as a sort of cottage garden, with a lovely small lawn for the baby to play on. But honestly, that's going to take years. Right now I'd settle for just not being the neighborhood eyesore.
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