We’re having some guests this Friday so I spent 6 hours on Saturday slogging through the mud in my new rain boots finding worms and pulling the hamstrings in both my legs, a little thing I like to call “yard work.” There is probably at least one worm for every blade of grass in my yard and at least 2 weeds for every worm. We like it wild.
When I went to buy rain boots, I saw some flowers that asked me to please bring them home, which I did. As I was planting them, I found several other half-chewed bulbs lying around the yard. CURSE YOU BAMBI-DEER!
I didn’t plant any of the flowers in my yard last year so I didn’t miss the ones the deer et. I’ve actually been looking around in awe, never knowing what will pop up next.
It’s fun to move into someone else’s landscaping… and scary. Under the tree stump out front is a hollow space. In the hollow space is a mushroom, a giant rock and then a deep cavernous void of slime. I did not reach my hand in there but have spent several minutes imagining what kind of creature could be hibernating under a tree stump in my yard and whether it’s hungry for little boys named Magoo who will most likely try to pull it from its lair by the eyelashes the moment I turn my back.
I bought a power washer. I wash things. Powerfully. I wash moss off my deck, paint off my railing, crud off my driveway, dirt off my flower petals, and petals off my flowers. You should try it some time.
now I know what’s missing… a tool that will enable me to do some powerful washing. must get me to Home Depot…
at least you feel powerful while doing it, and that’s something.
My word, Magoo is looking all grown up.
Power washers ROCK!!!!
I can’t believe how your writing can be so fascinating even when talking about something as mundane as yard work.
Would love to try it. Why don’t you and your power washer come for a visit? We could really use it now that I did yard work and pulled up a dead bush… with lots of fat earth worms, roly polies and rich clayish soil. Uh, yeah… I made a mess on the sidewalk, but the flowers in place of the dead bush looks really good. Baby steps. I’m working on baby steps.
And Magoo looks ready to do some lawnscaping himself. Either that or he’s going to go help DYD with the gravel pit…
Oh, how my little man loves mud! He must be of the male persuasion. I’ve never been much into it myself. As for the power washer, you go girl. I love getting things nice and clean by shooting them with powerful spray…now, if I could just figure out a way to make it work inside the house.
Oh goodie, when you are done with your yard work, you can come work on mine!!! *LOL*
ANd petals off my flowers…
You are funny.
So when I move in next door, can I borrow your power washer?
I can hear Tim, the Tool-man Taylor now…..LOL!!
I’m printing up a tshirt for my neighbour (like that Candian spelling?) who has a power washer. I WASH THINGS. POWERFULLY.
That picture is one of the most precious things I have ever seen. He is well on his way to being a power washer, himself, I’d say.
Spring is here…woohoo…time to spray all those petals outta here!