Yard Work

I spent a few hours in the yard

picking up sticks....exciting right?

Not so much.

You see, we built our home on the land

that I lived on when I was born.

So I cleaned up after these trees when I

was a child and I am STILL cleaning up

after these trees today!!

I do not like it any more now than

I did then. Call me crazy, but I don't believe

that anyone grows into joyfully cleaning up the yard.

 Front Yard sticks..

 

Mom's side yard sticks. And yes, I picked up every one!

On a brighter note, this tree was planted by my Dad

when I was pregnant with my son.

 

I cannot believe that enough time has passed to make

this tree this big!!! It was a foot tall when my Dad

planted it! It must be at least 80 feet tall now.

Sigh.

Didn't my husband and I just bring our little boy home from the hospital like last week????

 

The yard is picked up. We now have enough of a pile of branches that a very large bon fire is in our very near future and even tho our son is no longer a baby, he is still as handsome as he was back when he used to walk by my side, down the road to my parents house to help clean up the yard.....

I think I must be in need of more children to get me out of the yard work!!!!!