Yard Work.

 Yard Work.

 

It IS that time of year, but this year some trees need to be taken out and hauled off to be recycled. It’s sad, but true that Texas and bores are hard on fruit trees. Lance said that pecans trees would have been a better bet for growing around here. That is definitely true, but no guarantee that they would live either. Our winds and the extremes of heat and cold can just about kill anything other than an ornery mesquite tree. Anyway, Stephen is coming over one day this week to cut down some more limbs and haul them off.

 

Ben just cut most of the grass, but his weed eater was out of gas, so he will be back. He can do most of the front yard then if the old woman does not get it done tomorrow. Good intentions don’t necessarily get things done, but that is about all that gets done around here—intentions! Did get a few things done today, but cleaning out a big tub for the dogs to wade in got pretty stinky. Had some potting soil in it with some plants, but the roof leaked and made it stink. Oh well. The plants that made it through the winter are still green and ok for now.

 

Ordered a couple of no-flat tires for the zero turn. My hands can’t make the air hose thing adjust to either of the things that go into it. Getting old involves crazy fingers and toes, but at least those things can be done once or twice and don’t need to be done again for a while. Lance put the stapler on for me last time, but Stephen put the air nozzle on the hose for the tires. Then he suggested the no-flat tires since those front tires are the ones that pick up all the crud in front of them. Here’s hoping they work well. For sure the old woman could never remove a tire by herself. Once upon a time maybe, but not any longer. Never would have thought that getting old would be this complicated. Sigh

 

Just pretty tired tonight, so will just suggest that we do our best not to be judgmental of others. We can pray for those who are suffering with illnesses or recovering from surgeries. God knows who needs what better than we do. It is our job to try to remain positive no matter what goes on in this world. Let us give our thoughts to our Father in Heaven that He can direct us.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.