Tuesday was another sunny, but still slightly chilly day (the high's supposed to be 64 degrees F., but there's a north wind). I went home at lunch and had a hamburger and an ear of corn. I went out in the backyard and took photos of the wood chips and the torn-up lawn (see Photos).
I noticed that somebody had left a shovel stuck in the grass, when they were digging themselves out. So, when I got home after work, I grabbed it and took it over to my neighbor's house. He was pacing around his garage talking on a cell phone, so our conversation was brief:
"Tree guy's shovel?"
"I dunno, but it's not mine. Sorry about throwing down on you but I thought somebody was stealing my trailer or sailboat."
"No problem, it's nice to know my neighbor's got my back if something comes up."
"Well, I hope I didn't scare the kid too much. I feel bad, since he gave me the free mulch."
"No, he feels bad for tearing up the lawn."
"Well, tell him thanks and that I'm sorry."
We shook hands and I went back home. I changed shoes and filled up the dishwasher with last night's plate and platters. I added the Cascade and turned it on.
Then I got out the push mower. Tonight I gotta trim the back yard. So, I checked the oil, gassed it up and took it out back. I walked the perimeter, cutting all the spots that I couldn't get to with the tractor and poly roller.
BTW, I noticed the feeder is empty again and the birds are feeding off all the seeds on the ground. WTF are these damn squirrels doing? I haven't seen a thing! But, I remain steadfast in my resolve. I only fill it and the suet cage every Wednesday and Saturday. So, they are just out of luck today!
However, I did spread some dried-out hamburger buns for them to snack on. Sh*t! I could probably feed two or three of those kids that Sally Struthers talks about on TV with what I throw away each week!
Back inside, with everything outside buttoned up, it was 7:45 PM. So, I nuked two hot dogs and then ate them on buns with yellow mustard and fine diced onions. I watched a little TV and then went to bed.
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