After an evening of hauling away more corn husks, it's starting to look less like my uncle's corn field threw up in our yard and more like a real lawn.
I had to relocate my dumping site tonight, having made the first pile entirely too big. Anyone need husks for anything? Anyone at all?
Before coming over, we made a trip into Seward for tools. There were no pruning shears or cutters of any kind in the garage. (Why would there be? It's full of mops.) So I bought a three pack of varying sized shears. I think I dulled all of them today. And here's the frustrating part: after cutting out hundreds of volunteer trees and very thick weeds, I don't feel like I made any progress. I just keep noticing the ones I missed, and resisting the urge to get get the cutters out again for a second round.
And check out my new leather gloves! Almost-but-not-quite-greenish. The gloves looked awfully thin, but Orscheln's had some rose bushes on sale, so I tried grabbing branches with the gloves on before I bought them. And they worked very well. And the rose bushes are lovely and reasonably priced, if anyone needs something pokey in their yard.
I cleared one of the rose bushes tonight, and it was a success. And when I whapped myself in the head with a rose bush branch, it didn't hurt! So I think that meant even the rose bush appreciated the new gloves and being cleaned up.
Bad news, though. The recent rain has created some holes along the new water lines. I worked on one filling one of them, but forgot to bring our shovel from home. The manure shovel did not work the greatest, so I'll have to continue that project another day.
One step forward, two steps back. And then a big fall into a hole. That's how this project is going.
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