Yard Work
Ollie has turned my backyard into a baseball field. His constant running back and forth to catch the ball has ruined the grass.
I tried turning the soil over and putting some seed down - don’t see much coming in.
Ollie has turned our fence into something that looks like a prison. He is adept at digging below it and slipping out so I had to line everything with landscaping bricks.
They’re heavy!
If I had razor wire I might try that.
And last night I push mowed the lawn but it was a little thick…the mower kept stalling and I had to yank the rope about 50 times.
Got a call from my neighbor.
“You’re working too hard out there. Is your mower old?”
“I’m old!” I answered.
And we needed facia work and a new window installed at the third floor.
I wasn’t doing that work!
Hired a couple of carpenter buddies and they’ve done a great job.
Next up is probably painting the garage again.
The weather side takes a beating.
And why do I bring it all up?
Cause it’s tiring!
We got to the first tee last weekend and my buddy said, “I’m so sore from yard work.”
That’s Buffalo in May, I suppose.
Takes until July to get everything looking all right and we start closing it all down in September.
“Why doesn’t your son mow it?” My neighbor asked.
“Cause he half-asses it,” I said.
She was still laughing as she hung up.
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