Filling Up the Sink Hole

Today I made a phone call to the city about our backyard sink hole.

A very nice man assured me that there are no records of old mines under my yard. This was a relief to me.

Not too long ago an entire garage on my parent's street (only a mile from me) was eaten by the earth. Don't think that this scenario wasn't going on in my over-active imagination.

I cannot get the image of Famke standing in that sink hole out of my head!

Anyway, he agreed with THGGM and the neighbor man who said it looked like the collapse of an old septic hole.

He said to fill it up with dirt.

Tonight THGGM and I removed bricks that were buried as a border of sorts in the front yard.

Those went into the hole first. Lots of bricks. I did ask THGGM for a tally, but he responded rather snarkily (in my humble opinion) that he was not counting. For the record, I personally added eight.

We dumped all of the dirt from last year's pots on top of that, and then added a large bag of dirt.

Although it looks good, it still feels mushy to me.

Earlier this morning, I looked out the window to see if there had been any more sinkage. There wasn't. But what I saw was a robin standing on the edge looking into the hole. I could almost hear it thinking, "Wow. That must have been some worm!".