Tag: yard work
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weed man
I got a visit from the Weed Man today. He wasn’t selling weed. That would have been something I’d have considered buying. He was selling lawn care. In January. As in, the first week in January, while our yard was covered in a couple inches of snow, we got a knock on the door from Read.
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dandy lawn
I ought to be out in the yard with a weed eater right now, finishing up cutting the lawn. The weeds, I should say. After the summer-long heat wave, we don’t have a lawn any more. We have weeds. I cut them anyway because, even though the heat wave killed off practically all our grass, Read.
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rattiest
Behold! The rattiest t-shirt in our laundry basket! “I thought I had some ratty t-shirts,” My Darling B noted as she was folding the laundry this morning, “but this one of yours has all of mine beat!” I had a pretty good idea which one she was talking about, but I made her tell me Read.
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sunshine
It didn’t rain last night. This is the first weekend in about a month that the lawn is not too wet to mow, so you know where I’ll be all day. Let the yard work begin! Read.
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rider
Spruced up the yard today. Got the mower out of the shed, pushed it around to the front yard, ran the extension cord to the garage and plugged it in. Made one pass across the yard, flipped the handle over and walked around to the other side of the mower, getting ready to make the Read.
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weeds
What a fantastic day! We were up at six for no good reason I can think of other than that seemed to be the right time to get up. After coffee and our customary breakfasts – B has a banana, I eat a bowl of granola – we changed into our yard work clothes and Read.
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salad
Last night was guy night so I should have been making dinner, but I got out of it by agreeing to mow the lawn instead. And if that sounds like a good deal to you, you’re probably a guy. It really, really needed mowing. Actually, it needed mowing already on Tuesday but My Darling B Read.
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Late Bloomer
I’ve never seen the lilacs in our yard bloom more than once, early in the spring, but the bush against the front of the house has squeaked out two small blossoms. I was about to give it a good going-over with the hedge trimmers when I saw two bright splashes of violet at the ends Read.
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Polar Cub
Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the Polar Cub, a table fan with sharp-edged metal blades and no safety cage to speak of. Turn it on and the blades whirl so fast you could lose a finger to this thing faster than you can say “Emergency Room.” Now that I’ve restored it to working order I imagine Read.
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Laundry Day
Today I was looking to accomplish much more modest goals than yesterday, because I was tired. I was not looking to repair windows or mow every square inch of the lawn today. Today I wanted to accomplish goals mostly while sitting on my ass. Hmmmm…. The laundry! Of course! In the past two weeks we’ve Read.
This Is Drivel 