Mow Better Now

RECIPE FOR ABSOLUTE FRUSTRATION:

Buy an acre and a half on a hilly, slopey damn lot, add 187 year old house, stir in a limited budget, fold in a not-so-handy husband and that my friends is the recipe for an overgrown lawn.

As luck would have it it, our saviour neighbor is God on earth and fixed our riding mower and now spousal unit is actually mowing the lawn.

It's the little things...

A New Cutting Garden

This past weekend, I broke the news to spousal unit that I wanted make a cutting garden (read: you dig holes, make fence and let me spend 200 bucks). So guess what he says? Yeah really, he says "well that's what we're out here for"-- Boom, I finessed my neighbor Andre (hardest working man on my block) to bringing his tractor over and tilling the grass up for me. Then continued perfecting my finessing abilities by making unit dig fence post holes (it is NOT a cutting garden without a picket fence around it!) and tonight we kept up digging holes--lots of holes for a 12' x 18' garden I know. Anyhoodle poodle, I need to figure the easist plants that will grow and not make me work too hard. So far so good on that front.

Garden craps out --I'll bury dog in it.

I will buy a new camera, God is my judge!