It is a gorgeous spring day out. Sunny, warm but not too warm with a light breeze. The laundry, specifically all my bedding, is out on the line taking advantage of both that sun and breeze and I can’t wait to climb between the sheets tonight sniffing in the smell of it as I drift off. Yum…sweet dreams tonight.
I was outside a bit ago because my golden wanted a visit to the backyard as dogs are inclined to want to do. I was annoyed at first that I had to take her out running through my mind why it is dogs can’t be litter trained when it was that I stepped out there and changed my thought pattern to why the heck haven’t I been out here more this morning? (That sentence passed spell and grammar check…can you believe it? And I kept it only because it tickles me that it did) We walked about the yard a bit, again..as dogs are inclined towards, and I started paying attention to all the work that needs to be done around here. Our yard is a nightmare. What we have managed to get to grow in this clay and rock pit is looking rather pitiful and needs to be cleaned up. The azalea bushes next to the shed are in full bloom. There is one on either side of the door. The one on the right is about twice the size as the one on the left. Every year I trim to try to get them the same size and without fail by the following year the other one has shot past the other in size. It is as if that is the one spot in the whole entire half acre that is fertile and it wants to show off. I have a hydrangea in the raised bed that used to share its area with my lily of the valley and a blue hosta but now the hydrangea is attempting to evict the other tenants or kill them trying. There is this out of place little birch that was planted at the end of the clothesline, which by the way is tilting badly and needs new posts, just to amuse the girls about 7 years ago who found this itty-bitty sprout in the raised bed that they wanted to plant so it could grow. We planted it there assuming it would die before summers end. The rascal didn’t. It is now about 10 feet tall and should never have been planted where it is because it is too close to other trees not to mention the afore mentioned clothesline. Birds and clean laundry….ya get the picture? I’m not looking forward to this eventuality. But as the tree grew it was a victory for the girls I didn’t have the heart to squash and even now that they are adults….well….it earned it and I’m not going to uproot the darn thing.
Then there is the monster that we lovingly refer to as the “boat deck”. About 6 years ago we rebuilt our deck. What my hubby did with the old wood from the previous deck was to give it a new life as a…..boat deck. He needed somewhere to put his boat. It worked real dandy as a boat deck. Then about 4-5 years ago….he sold the boat. Sigh. So now this monster has been a collecting ground for all sorts of items. Bikes, grills, smokers, truck caps…..it is now a redneck sculpture of items. All that is missing is a cooler of beer and an old sofa. All of those items need to find a home and then we need to tear out the boat deck. The chipmunks that have used this as a haven will not be happy.
There are shrubs that need pruning, sad looking flower beds that need weeding. I’ve never understood how it is I can’t get want I want to grow in the yard to grow but I have the hardiest, nastiest most prolific weeds you’ll ever want to see taking up every available space. I’ve had to take a hand axe to get some of them out. We are within 30 minutes of a nuclear power plant…..connection???
I’ve mentioned on my facebook that my deck furniture is worn out. A friend got me to look at that different and label it shabby sheek instead. It is sitting on a deck with the stain peeling off of it so it is a completely tied in look at least. Ha!
Hold on….I think I was attempting to write and say how gorgeous it was outside and how I’m glad my dog had me go out so I could enjoy it……But suddenly I’m realizing I should be annoyed with the little mutt for making me take inventory so that my to-do list just got like a million miles longer.
Ok, so our yard is a mess. Hopefully the neighbors will forgive us. Hmmm….maybe that is why so many have moved recently?? Luckily many of them haven’t been on the inside……zoicks….again…it is all a tied in look. I'd post a picture of it but why ruin whatever good images some of you may have of me. LOL
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