I fired up the weed whacker today in an effort to rid the brick house of some pesky weeds that have been slow to kill over from the poison I put on them. Turns out I just about destroyed my shins. I had small unmanned islands flying up and nailing my legs to the point that I had to stop. I am going to need to get some knee high rubber boots. Ouch. It was a bit of a beating.
The line also ran out on my trimmer so there wasn't much I could do anyway. I purchased some new line tonight as well as some sanding sponge blocks from HD. I forgot to pick up the rubber boots but will run by the folks house on the morrow for those. Anyhow, I decided to give the yard it's first go round for the year. It looks pretty dang good. I quite enjoy yard work. There is just something about it that speaks peace to my soul.
I hate to trim this one short but I can't keep my eyes open. I have a little boy that fell asleep after his field trip today and he is a live wire tonight. Feel free to pass out at any moment - no really it is okay.
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