Yesterday was supposed to be a "yard clean-up and take things to the brush recycling center" day. Those days are generally not my favorite, and DH did a lot of the work on Saturday, leaving two large piles of brush next to the driveway to be loaded onto the truck for Sunday's recycling run. He needed me to spot him on the ladder, however, so that's how we started our Sunday - him perched on a ladder sawing off dead branches, and me making sure he didn't fall off. (Although what I would have been able to do except contact Emergency Services if he had fallen is a mystery).
In the early days of when we owned the house - so going back in time to the mid-1980's, my father-on-law would apply for one of the free trees that St Paul was giving its' residents. That year the selection was meager, and they decided on a Swamp Oak. DH thought it would be more like a standard oak tree, but it turned out to be a bit annoying. It got tall - real tall, and the lower branches die out, with leaves only on the upper branches. Not as attractive as we had hoped, but it's in a far corner of the upper yard, near the creek, so it's not really a problem. Still, he wanted as many of the dead branches sawed off as he could reach, to have more clearance for the yard in general. It was a LOT of branches and took more than an hour of ladder work.
Then we started cutting invasive branches from shrubs, and pulling poison buckthorn from areas where we were finding it (it's a hard one to truly get rid of), and eventually, we had some rather large piles of branches and brush to take to the recycling center. It ended up taking two VERY full loads back and forth (fortunately the center is relatively near by). It still was after noon before we were finally finished and back home. I indulged in a shower, cleaned up the several cuts and bruises I had sustained, and joined him in the back patio area for a nice "sit down and relax" time. Job well done!
This week and next we're on a normal schedule at work, but that final week of July is when Chickie will go to Montana for her family reunion and DH and I will be working a six-day week. I'm trying to figure out my schedule for those six days. Not having the ability to do my regular shopping or cooking, I'll have to have some things pre-done, but not too soon since my freezer space is quite minimal. Well, I've got two weeks to figure it out. I'll manage it one way or another - LOL. I hope you have a wonderful day and I'll be back for a faster post tomorrow on my way to my morning swim. Enjoy your Monday and Slava Ukraini.
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