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After a long week of travel, we wanted to relax in our back yard – not in the towering grassy plains. So we made Hu-Dad mow for us.
As we drove up our mountain toward our house, we were all excited to return home. And, yes, Landon screamed his excitement out the window of the Jeep, so everyone knew we were back. As soon as the Jeep was parked in the garage, we raced to the backyard and discovered . . .
Hu-Dad muttered something about the grass should take a vacation when we do, not grow like crazy, but he rolled out the mower and cut our grass. That’s a good thing, because we almost lost a Cheesewhiz.
Movie Memory Monday
We try to explain how much of a pest the Little Prince can be, but sometimes an old video demonstrates it better than words. This week’s Movie Memory Monday is a little Typhoon Dance (along with an epic wipe-out).
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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
I like letting grass grow some so it’ll self-seed, but it’s a doggy doodle hunt in the stuff.
Yes, the field is allowed to grow and seed, but not the dog lot. Something about the ability to see bunnies before we do.
Yep-grass waits for no man(or dog)to grow-lol~~~Sorry Hu-Dad but the mower will be best friend for several months to come!!!!