Sunday, July 10, 2022

Sunday, summer, smores...

A quick walk with L to the Horticulture Gardens to see the roses, a lightning UU visit with lots of singing, and then I cleared brush in our woods for HOURS today. 

Nu helped me with the bigger limbs while Big A did our annual mow. After they got tired, it was just me listening to bird calls and dragging stuff out and taking it to the piles by the firepit and being plied with lemon water by Nu and visits from Big A. 

We have kindling for the rest of the year. At least. 

The rest of the day was a nice soak, then Impossible burgers I had prepped at breakfast, smores by the firepit, and so to bed (with a detour to finish Elif Batuman's Either/Or, which I loved).

4 comments:

Nicole said...

You have woods? At your house? Tell me more!

StephLove said...

It's a good feeling to have done a big chore like that, esp. one that will yield lasting results (unlike, say, cleaning the kitchen).

maya said...
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maya said...

Nicole--that's how I think of the densely wooded area in front of the house. My use of "woods" is definitely an exaggeration. You can kind of see them here:
https://www.pocobrat.net/2021/12/home-for-holidays.html
https://www.pocobrat.net/2021/08/walking-walk.html

StephLove--I agree. We haven't done this even once in the six years we've lived here. Sadly, I thought I did a great job, but as the day wore on, the sun kept spotlighting new patches that needed attention... I may just have to finish it some other time.

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