The Puddles

A miracle occurred today!  Two wonderful angels came to our home today and cleaned up our yard.  Trimmed everything!!  The ivy looks good. Our sidewalk doubled in width because the ivy was shaved.  You can actually walk down the sidewalk side-by-side.  Weeds were pulled.  Trees were pruned. Rocks were removed.  Everyone helped (or at least stayed out of the way)!  Ben and Madie dug up and removed the rocks that were around the holly tree.  It looks great!  Thank you. Thank you.  Thank you.

I don’t mow.  Chris knew this before he married me.  I mowed enough lawns in my life as a child to last forever.  I am thankful for that lawn mowing experience.  It taught me responsibility and gave us money to do the things that we really wanted to do.  But . . . I hate sweating.  There are only about two months every year that I don’t mind mowing.  One month in the spring and one in the fall.  That’s it.  Otherwise it is too hot or too cold.  I think that is why I liked winter.  Six months of the year you didn’t have to mow.  I like shoveling snow.  The sweating was disguised and not nearly so bad as Houston in July!

So thank you to everyone who helped.  I am glad that there are people who feel called to the yard and don’t mind sharing that gift with others.