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Yard Work, mostly
May. 20th, 2018 06:10 pmWe have a chain link fence. I am not fond of this fence, but it was there when we moved in and we haven't gone to the effort to remove it. However it's hard to mow the grass at the base of the fence, and when you don't mow regularly things come in and volunteer, and sometimes the volunteers get feisty and start tearing up the fence.
Now I don't particularly like that fence, but I like broken falling down fences even less, so while standing around wondering if I could mow another quarter of the yard or if the grass was too wet, I decided to get out the clippers and a little seat, because I can only bend over so long, and start chopping stuff out of the fence.
I now have this enormous (well okay, only about 3 feet high and 8 feet long) mound of stuff I have chopped out of the fence sitting by the curb for disposal. Two wild grape vines (they don't have grapes, but oh boy do they have little curly bits that grip like iron) and something I've been calling the hedge-thing that took me four days to get out. I have it mostly out now but there are still some roots I'm going to pare back with extreme prejudice because the hedge thing had some shoots that grew pretty fat and bent part of the fence.
I have ordered a cordless electric weed eater, because the gas one was so touchy and got so little use that whenever you wanted to use it it had water in the gas and needed servicing again and so we never used it. I have my hopes that the electric one will not present that problem. I got a cordless one because I'd seriously need a 100 foot extension cord if I didn't. We will see how this works out.
I can see all kinds of things I should do to this yard. Get some dirt to fill in holes people have dug for one reason or another. Get downspout extenders to replace the ones that blew away. Fix the damn patio roof--I now have a delivery date on the parts at least, and finally spoke to someone at the company to explain that an 18-wheeler CANNOT get into my neighborhood; please stop calling me about that; we have a corner where we've lost 3 stop signs since I moved in and the telephone pole on the other side is looking like it can't take another hit so let's not no one will be happy if we do.
So tomorrow the roof parts should come and one of Kip's colleagues is going to help me unload them from the truck since Kip can't be here.
That's what's up with me today.
Now I don't particularly like that fence, but I like broken falling down fences even less, so while standing around wondering if I could mow another quarter of the yard or if the grass was too wet, I decided to get out the clippers and a little seat, because I can only bend over so long, and start chopping stuff out of the fence.
I now have this enormous (well okay, only about 3 feet high and 8 feet long) mound of stuff I have chopped out of the fence sitting by the curb for disposal. Two wild grape vines (they don't have grapes, but oh boy do they have little curly bits that grip like iron) and something I've been calling the hedge-thing that took me four days to get out. I have it mostly out now but there are still some roots I'm going to pare back with extreme prejudice because the hedge thing had some shoots that grew pretty fat and bent part of the fence.
I have ordered a cordless electric weed eater, because the gas one was so touchy and got so little use that whenever you wanted to use it it had water in the gas and needed servicing again and so we never used it. I have my hopes that the electric one will not present that problem. I got a cordless one because I'd seriously need a 100 foot extension cord if I didn't. We will see how this works out.
I can see all kinds of things I should do to this yard. Get some dirt to fill in holes people have dug for one reason or another. Get downspout extenders to replace the ones that blew away. Fix the damn patio roof--I now have a delivery date on the parts at least, and finally spoke to someone at the company to explain that an 18-wheeler CANNOT get into my neighborhood; please stop calling me about that; we have a corner where we've lost 3 stop signs since I moved in and the telephone pole on the other side is looking like it can't take another hit so let's not no one will be happy if we do.
So tomorrow the roof parts should come and one of Kip's colleagues is going to help me unload them from the truck since Kip can't be here.
That's what's up with me today.
