Work on the lower 40 plus a p.s.
I actually DID get out to do work on the yard Sunday. My friend P came over, ostensibly to mow the front lawn which I had already weed-whacked and used the edger, so the front looks quite well just now, with a latex pumpkin on the top step, two smiling pumpkins in the two front windows and a cornucopia transfer on the front storm door. Another cornucopia graces the decorative flag flapping in the breeze.
While P worked in the front, I concentrated on the back yard, doing KP after my K9 and her recent playmate. It is difficult to detect certain things in the cold when one cannot smell particular odors as readily as they can be detected in summer. In addition to that, a great deal of the dark topsoil has been spread, making it very difficult to be meticulous while being on pooper patrol. Most was found (thank goodness).
Later on I weed-whacked around the patio and the cellar window wells done, and with the mower made a brief pass over the still grass covered area in the back, mulching (as one reader suggested) the various leaves that have fallen as I rumbled along.
We both took out any embedded aggression on the neighbors forsythia bushes which had popped through the chain fencing and hitting the ground, forming runners to make more plants. It took a full 8 years for me to rid the back and side yards of a plague of forsythia (nice plant to look at in the spring, but an awful hearty one to eliminate). She went along with a hedge trimmer and I followed with mega ratcheting clippers. When the dust and clippings settled a rather large mass of green limbs, shoots, twigs and vines lay half way up our legs. We dragged many to the side fence and - then I get another day - I'll scoop the lot of them into the required brown biodegradable bags and line them up on my property by the curb - the last reminder of a furious conquest to make my backyard tidy and presentable.
The two piles of mulch remain to be distributed... but that will hold for yet another day.
Only one passage comes to mind just now, with a twist.: Sufficient to the day is the exhaustion thereof.
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As a p.s. to those animal lovers in the NY/NJ area.... I know it's short notice. Tonight at St. Clement's Church (423 W. 46th St.,New York, NY 10036) there will be
The Boston Terrier Tea Party to benefit the St. Clement's Vet. Clinic from 7p-10pm. There will be refreshments and entertainment: a guitarist, vocalist and some doggie tricks, including some from my pooch, Miss Emmy Lou. I'll be doing some stand up and improv. Join us if you can.... and I am sure donations will be accepted after the event. Just send them to St. Clements and mark them for the Vet.Clinic.
While P worked in the front, I concentrated on the back yard, doing KP after my K9 and her recent playmate. It is difficult to detect certain things in the cold when one cannot smell particular odors as readily as they can be detected in summer. In addition to that, a great deal of the dark topsoil has been spread, making it very difficult to be meticulous while being on pooper patrol. Most was found (thank goodness).
Later on I weed-whacked around the patio and the cellar window wells done, and with the mower made a brief pass over the still grass covered area in the back, mulching (as one reader suggested) the various leaves that have fallen as I rumbled along.
We both took out any embedded aggression on the neighbors forsythia bushes which had popped through the chain fencing and hitting the ground, forming runners to make more plants. It took a full 8 years for me to rid the back and side yards of a plague of forsythia (nice plant to look at in the spring, but an awful hearty one to eliminate). She went along with a hedge trimmer and I followed with mega ratcheting clippers. When the dust and clippings settled a rather large mass of green limbs, shoots, twigs and vines lay half way up our legs. We dragged many to the side fence and - then I get another day - I'll scoop the lot of them into the required brown biodegradable bags and line them up on my property by the curb - the last reminder of a furious conquest to make my backyard tidy and presentable.
The two piles of mulch remain to be distributed... but that will hold for yet another day.
Only one passage comes to mind just now, with a twist.: Sufficient to the day is the exhaustion thereof.
________________________________________________________________________
As a p.s. to those animal lovers in the NY/NJ area.... I know it's short notice. Tonight at St. Clement's Church (423 W. 46th St.,New York, NY 10036) there will be
The Boston Terrier Tea Party to benefit the St. Clement's Vet. Clinic from 7p-10pm. There will be refreshments and entertainment: a guitarist, vocalist and some doggie tricks, including some from my pooch, Miss Emmy Lou. I'll be doing some stand up and improv. Join us if you can.... and I am sure donations will be accepted after the event. Just send them to St. Clements and mark them for the Vet.Clinic.
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