When we decided to sell our condo and move….one of the criteria was “postage stamp sized yard.”
That was a fail.
We ended up with a yard that, while not huge, does include some massive trees.
Postage stamp sized yards don’t need a 16 foot pole pruner….that ends up not being long enough.
I filled the back of the truck, two large green bins, and left a pile in the yard for next weekend’s dump run.
And I barely made a dent.
And everything hurts.
Why do we say “but it’s a good hurt”?
That’s stupid…hurt is hurt….
Oh well….it does look a bit better out there.
Now if we could just get the damned outside renovations finished we could actually put the yard back together again. It just looks like a disaster out there.
Ah…zipped out to the liquor store (you know…medication for the “hurts”) and got out of the truck to see a seagull warming his belly on the roof of an SUV. It was good for a laugh.
