A Tale of Trimming and Ticks

© shoutingforha

This, dear readers, is how I have spent the last four hours; sawing, trimming, pruning and clipping the various trees and shrubs around my house. Notice the edge of the boy's trampoline in the background. The pile of debris is massive.

While I am happy with the end result, I did not enjoy the work.

The weather is unseasonably warm here in Tennessee, making the task even more unpleasant. Mercifully, the large maple trees in my backyard provided enough shade that I was able to complete the job without sustaining a massive sunburn. Now there is something to celebrate.

After the branches have sufficiently dried out, I will douse them with lighter fluid and have one heck of a bonfire. I better go stock up on some marshmallows, chocolate bars and graham crackers.

The next task... to finish pouring massive amounts of toxic chemicals in my beds to kill off the remaining weeds. Once their death is certain, I will then bury their shriveled remains with a dense pile of pine straw.

The end of my yard work nightmare is in sight.

As a side note, I had the joy of pulling a tick off of my inner thigh... a stowaway from one of my overgrown shrubs. Eeeww! This is yet another benefit of all of this yard work. It just keeps getting better.

I cannot begin to tell you how happy I was that the tick decided to embed it's tiny head in such an easy-to-reach place. How thoughtful of the little parasite.

I'm sure my dear neighbor will be equally as delighted. The hubby won't be home for hours and had the creature been lodged in an inopportune location, I would have been forced to beg her to remove it in his stead.

There are just some things you should never have to ask a friend to do.