WHAT.....YOU WERE MAYBE EXPECTING ANOTHER BIRD PHOTO!!
How nice to open the door to warm air this morning. That was enough to haul me out of the house right quick in full blown constructive yard work mode.
First on my list before getting to the gardens was the Motor Home washroom. It was in need of a good clean up so I got right at it. I’m a good little cleaner if I put my mind to it. Next came the lawn & I had that mowed in no time with our good old fashioned quiet push mower. After that it was our battery powered weed whacker. Finishing up with the whacker it was time to put a new edge on more flower beds.
I did the bulk of landscaping on our place the first 4 years we lived here but the last 4 years my interest waned & I kinda lost interest in the property. They were 4 years of indecision because we went through a period of trying to decide what we wanted to do. I was gung-ho on Full Timing 4 years ago & felt we should sell our house & hit the road. We did put it up for sale in August of 08 but a couple months later the bottom fell out of the financial market & we, like many others, got hit pretty hard. That immediately changed the playing field for us & we had to back off & reconsider our RVing plans. Anyone following our blog knows the merry-go-round we have been on. Anyway, long story short…..now that we have decided to keep our house & stay right where we are I have become re-interested in our property again.
WE ARE SLOWLY GETTING A LITTLE GREENER EACH DAY:))
Hooked up the utility trailer this afternoon & headed for the large forest we have here in the Park. Dug up 6 Pine trees & 2 Cedars. And yes, I had permission to do that!!!! Ron, the Park's maintenance guy brought me another 10 foot Pine in the bucket of the machine he was operating nearby. Planted a total of 9 trees around the house today & over the next few days I will dig up & plant more trees. Figure if we’re going to stay here I may as well get cracking on redoing & continuing our landscaping. We also have some other projects in the works around the house as well.
TOMORROW I INTEND TO REPAINT THAT SILLY CAMOUFLAGE IDEA ON THE TAILGATE.....WHAT WAS I THINKING!!
Now, about my blog last night in which I expressed some honest feelings & concerns about this age & stage of life I am at. A lot I could say about this but what’s the point. I did publish one comment, then later deleted it. When I saw the words ‘moaning & complaining’ show up I couldn't help but take that as a veiled nod in my direction & I just thought to myself, the hell with it, most folks understood exactly what I was talking about & a few people just didn’t get it. Some people talk about their feelings & some people deny their feelings. So be it. Whatever works for ya!! And, that’s all I have to say about that. And here you thought I was going to get into one of my loooooooooooooong explanations again. Well, even I am pleasantly surprised. Maybe I'm finally learning something here eh:))
GROANER’S CORNER:(( An Old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me.
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love you, Vinnie
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