a satisfyingly aggressive way of weedwhackingSo, my awesome parents gave us some yard tools. Which is good, because there is an unending amount of landscaping and upkeep. I've been trying to get done what I can with Ben around, and so I wanted tools that are safe-ish. I bought a rotary mower and my parents gave me a golf club style weedwhacker. Ed and Heidi, our neighbors to the southwest, think I am crazy, and point it out every time they see me working on the yard. They keep encouraging me to buy some powered tools. Ah well.
our back steps, top soil, flower pots, and a ball
the southwest vineOur shared fence has a grape vine on it. Ed said last year it took over the whole fence, and so he trimmed it back last fall. It seems to be doing really well. And at the south end of that fence, Ed's brother Jim planted some sugar snaps, and we've already munched on some of those.
look at that face
looking a little absent minded
doin' a dance
high fivesThe cats desperately want to be outside. Too damn bad. The two times we've let them out, they've thrown up for the next twelve hours. File that under Shit I Don't Need. So that's Tommy trying to convince me he deserves another chance.
Cat: Passed out on the back of the couch
Soundtrack: Bob Dylan - Rainy Day Women #12 & 35
