A few hot days ago I took pictures in my backyard of bushes sadly in need of a trim. I’m here to tell you my crazy slash-and-burn mad trimmer-from-hell of a husband would be very proud of me for making this valiant attempt at tree taming if he were here. Although of course if he were here this would have been done a month ago and the trees would still be trying to recover. He once trimmed a tree at our front door into oblivion. All that remains is a decorative stump.
But enough yard history. Today the heat is pleasant and bearable, so I ventured out amongst the squabbling magpies and got it done.
Note the top of the fence for reference.
Note the bottom of the kitchen window. Please do not note the dead grass. I’m not watering it, it’s only grass and it’s in the backyard and the magpies don’t care and neither do I.
I was hoping these picture would be more indicative of what a difference all my hard work filling TWO green bins with branches made. I guess you will just have to take my word for it because I’m not sharing pics of my scratched up arms. Now I will be spending the rest of the day brushing imaginary twigs and bugs off my body.
Happy 4th of July to all my American friends! I imagine your day has been slightly more interesting than mine because fireworks. Yea! Don’t set the grass on fire.