Yesterday when I got home, I looked at my horribly long grass and realized that I would have no other opportunity to mow it until Monday. Tonight is “Parents to School” night, so I’m staying through after school is over. Tomorrow I leave for Missouri for my class reunion and don’t come back until late Sunday night. I bit the bullet and got the mower out. I was the Gentleman Gardener again, cutting the grass in my tie and white shirt.
After mowing, I decided to tie up the branches on the small tree that grows in front of my house. Its branches hang over the sidewalk and make the approach to the house difficult. I’ve been tying these same branches for three years, thinking that eventually they’d stay up on their own. They aren’t staying. Deciding it would never happen, I cut all the lower branches off the tree. It looks much better. I should have done it years ago.
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Ha! “Gentleman gardener” It makes me want to mow my lawn wearing an evening gown. (But not one with a train – that would be foolish.)
BTW, I think you have RSM. (Reciprocating Saw Madness.) I’m glad you use it for good, though.
He could use it on the bunnies.
much improved with the tree trimmed
Harold would be proud. He’s has a tree trimming obsession. But he uses a regular ol’ limb saw and his enormous biceps.
(And you’re right, you should have done that years ago!)
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2541397243_1803510a33.jpg?v=0
Ha!! That’s awesome!
[Whose Dad is this, pray tell?]
How does the duplex neighbor enter his half of the building – will he also need to cut back a portion on the left side? If so, you’ll have a bit of a fluffy-topped stick left, won’t you? For now, though, ’tis a vast improvement – congrats! I know you were much more relaxed then during your long, harrowing flight to Missouri, tens of thousands of feet above land and water moving at hundreds of miles an hour … except for the “long harrowing flight to Missouri, tens of thousands of feet above land and water moving at hundreds of miles an hour” part.