Coming Home To Towering Grassy Plains

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.

Hu-Dad, we have a complaint about our towering grassy plains.

Hu-Dad, we have a complaint about our towering grassy plains.

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, really? This grass is out of control.

Hu-Dad, really? This grass is out of control.


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.

Too tall. This grass is too tall.

Too tall. This grass is too tall.

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).

Click the image to see a special Typhoon Dance


  1. Juno's mom on April 30, 2018 at 1:38 pm

    I like letting grass grow some so it’ll self-seed, but it’s a doggy doodle hunt in the stuff.

    • The Thundering Herd on April 30, 2018 at 7:51 pm

      Yes, the field is allowed to grow and seed, but not the dog lot. Something about the ability to see bunnies before we do.

  2. Jean B Burkhardt on April 30, 2018 at 6:43 am

    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!!!!

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