Despite the neglect this yard has recieved -- and we have continued -- flowers are blooming. We own flowers. Strange concept indeed. There's a long row of Rose of Sharons (or is Roses of Sharon) that runs along the west side of our yard. There's all sorts of other trees and bushes fighting their way up into the row. We bought a pair hedge shears (think that's what they're called) and I've been chopping away at them. It's pretty cathartic. I've also been weed wacking. Mostly, I've wacked at the weeds on our sidewalk and along our pathways. That lead me to obsessively pulling out crab grass. Logically, you know you're never going to beat crab grass one on one but once you get started, it's hard to stop. Anyway, we have a nice view of the Sharon flowers from our kitchen window. They also happen to block our neighbors from peering down on us. Although it hasn't stopped her from talking to me through the bushes. I never saw her but we had a full conversation today. She complained that Cassie (her 9 month old Lab) can't see Dougan because of the bushes... but she told me that come fall when there's no darn leaves she'll be able to see right down on our yard. Oh boy.
We also have Orange Lilies (think that's what they're called) and other flowers that I've grown up around... but for the life of me I can't at this moment recall their names. Help? Anyone?
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