1. There is a place "where a kid can be a kid," but it will cost you.
2. Cutting/trimming a weeping willow tree is like cutting your bangs while they're wet. You aim for the "perfect" place on the hangie-downie branch and trim away. Once you've done that, and lightened the weight of the limb, the branches all go upwards -- making the hangie downies much shorter than anticipated! (Y'all are having bad bang-cutting episodes flash through your minds now, aren't you? You're welcome.)
3. Cutting an old, gnarly, forgotten about Rosemary bush/shrub/monster is tough work. Fragrant, yes. But tough. (Anyone want some Rosemary before the yard garbage truck comes?)
4. God's timing is perfect. And nothing I can say or do will change that. Hallelujah for that!
(Photo by one of my in-laws, Duke or Karen Grey.)
5. I also learned that on the day with the most perfect opportunities for photos, that it stinks to be without my camera. So, I confess. None of the photos above are mine. The camera's in the shop. But, I did a bang up job borrowing these images from Google. Except for the last one. That one I borrowed and gave credit where credit was due.
6. After 3+ hours of yard work, one should not attempt to write a coherent blog post. Or expect to be able to spell. Or see the screen clearly. Or...
So, with that, I'm over and out.