The first cut is the deepest (with apologies to Yusuf Cat Stevens)
Hello, friends! I have been delinquent in posting here in recent weeks, but it's been a busy time for me in my work lately. I just completed the first phase of yard work for the spring. Much more to do, but the first time one mows their yard each year is almost like an archeological dig. I last mowed our yard in early November, I think. Our house sits on a modestly busy residential street but it's a popular cut-through between two major road, so there is steady traffic flowing past our house at times each day as well as on weekends. We seem to have a lot of people who come through and feel the need to dispose of their trash as they pass by. This morning I found nestled in the heavy grass an empty soft drink bottle, candy wrappers, cigarette butts, a pull-tab from a box of something that I could not identify, a deflated balloon and a few more "treasures" that required disposal. Let's talk about the yard itself. It's a small yard, so small that when we...