The great outdoors calls.
Always an exciting time of the year with all the plants starting to bud out. I have some ground cover blooming blue right now as well as hyacinths and daffodils in full color.
The trees are starting to bud as well. The Japanese lilac trees are about open.
The robins are almost finished with their nest (I lost again in my efforts to stop them. The sparrows and small birds are really attacking the bird feeder. Mr. Squirrel is getting bolder and often up on the deck. Mi casa es his casa.
I cut the grass Friday, which was in big need of it. The lawn tractor and mower is now 17 years old. Like they say, nothing runs like a Deere. Love that John Deere Green.
I had a fire out by the burn pile Sunday (we can burn on the weekends when it hasn't rained or it is not too windy). I have now finished cutting back and trimming the whole front yard and both pine islands.
In the Spring, an Old Guy's Fancy Turns to... the Yard!! --RoadDog
Maxine says the economy is so bad that Motel 6 won't leave the light on for you anymore.
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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