I talked to a couple of people about ripping out the way-overgrown bushes, and the best I could come up with was a guy with a backhoe who assured me of two things: (a) "$600 ain't a lot of money" and (b) "you can bet this is going to leave some big holes." Six hundred bucks may not be a lot to the backhoe guy, but it is to me, so I decided to see what I could get done myself.
I figured I could cut the azaleas down to the ground, and I read online about an organic way to disolve stumps into dirt. Normally I associate "organic" with "not that effective" and "time consuming," but its free, and I'm on a budget.
Anyhow, I got out my lame and girly chainsaw and went to work. After an hour, I was having a blast, and two of the bushes were gone. There are five or six more scattered around, and I'm looking forward to tearing them up too.
The only downer was a sparrow who looked really despondent. For an hour, she flew from branch to porch, then back. Every now and then she'd land close to the spot where one of the bushes had been, look at it closely, and chirp a few times. I searched the pile of cut branches, and I didn't see anything like a nest, but I don't know. I think I really ruined her day. Sorry.
Now I've just got to keep the porch a little neater.
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