So I haven't done too much lately except for yard work.
With my best bud Jeffrey
He told me to write that.
There wasn't too much "we" in that equation except that we were both outside at the same time. So anyways, it has been nice here for the last 2 days and I thought that I should do some yard work. Now this is no small task. The White Farmhouse sits on 1.5 acres which amounts to alot of yard work.
And the grass was 3 feet tall.
Why? Cause when I attempted to mow the grass last week I broke my Husky Vera. That's what I call my Husqvarna lawn tractor thingy. You know, one of those rider things that even has a cup holder for a beer, errr, I mean pop. After much crying and whining, my husband fixed Husky Vera. She needed to be welded. I guess that teaches me to run over every thing in the grass!
So back to the last 2 days, I had to mow the 3 acres of grass that was 5 feet tall which was no small task. Besides the usual toys, tools and personal articles of clothing (don't ask) that I usually run over I disturbed quite a few families. Bunnies were running everywhere with their children right on their heels, if bunnies have heels. I even found a band of pygmies planning world domination in the very back backyard. Do you know how much grass that 5 acres is when it is 8 feet tall?! Holy crap batman! I even had to mow it twice! So in reality that is like 12 acres of grass.
I swear if I ever find out which parent I inherited my OCD gene from I will slap them silly. I am secretly hoping that it was my dad cause I'd really like to slap him silly. Anyways, I raked all the grass into 4 foot tall piles after cutting it. I kinda felt like King Arthur riding on his white steed with his big pokey thing that knights carried. Except that I was on an orange lawn tractor with a rake.
You really aren't bothered by a little extra weight until you are whipping around 15 acres at warp speed. Yes, I have been known to turn corners on two wheels. Another reason why there is a rule that no children are to be anywhere in the vicinity of me. Our lawn is quite hilly too. I am sure that I was not the epitome of grace as I was attempting to stay on a tractor that felt like it was going to flip at any moment.
You know what I don't understand though? Why is it that people whipping down the road at 60 mph feel the need to honk at the 180 King Arthur dressed in hot pink? I am sure that I probably look like an all clear flag for landing aircraft bent over picking up 5 foot piles of grass.
Thank goodness it was raining today cause when I got up this morning every fiber of my being was sore. Parts that I didn't even know that I had ached. You would of thought that I would of atleast jiggled off some weight, but nope I gained 2 lbs. Must of been all that "pop" wink wink.
I still have yet to start the weed whacking and getting the flower beds in order. That should be about another 3 days at the rate I am going. I noticed that I have some venus fly trap kind of weeds growing in the front beds. They scare me. They have these daggers on them that you need a pair of welding gloves to pull out. If I survive, I will post pics.
Are you still wondering where you put 17 acres of grass? In the firepit of course. The pile in it was 11 feet tall last night. Thankfully along with the rain we also got alot of wind. So that back half of the 22 acres now has to be reraked.
By the time I am done I figure I will have done about 83 acres of lawn. You can probably understand why my kid's math teachers request that I do not under any circumstance help them with their homework.
Anyways, I do have one picture for you!
Isn't it beautiful? This is a deck that my husband just built for a customer.
I want a deck like that!
Well.... maybe after the fence is finished.