gillumhouse
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I saw my yard boy at the Chinese restaurant last week and told him my grass is at my ankles and above and that I had guests coming in. It is now OVER my ankles. I just went out with the manual clippers (I cannot manage the electric ones - too heavy) and risked the poison ivy to do the hedges. I am going to wait for the sun to go down a bit to get out the lawn mower. I am too old for this crap. My knees and my back are going to scream tonight!
As soon as my roof gets done (so I know where I am in the $$ dept) I am going to contact a landscaper in the area about making this yard look GOOD. Vines I got rid of 16 years ago are coming back and they have all but killed my big rhodo bush. I desparately want rid of the blue spruce before it falls on my house or puts half the town out of power. I know what I really want for that yard (not grass) but I will have to win the lottery to do it.
So here I sit, a drippy mess with arms that are shaking fom the strain of using those clippers and madder than a wet hen!
As soon as my roof gets done (so I know where I am in the $$ dept) I am going to contact a landscaper in the area about making this yard look GOOD. Vines I got rid of 16 years ago are coming back and they have all but killed my big rhodo bush. I desparately want rid of the blue spruce before it falls on my house or puts half the town out of power. I know what I really want for that yard (not grass) but I will have to win the lottery to do it.
So here I sit, a drippy mess with arms that are shaking fom the strain of using those clippers and madder than a wet hen!