Backyard Thursday...

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Whew! Man, that was quite a job. I had to go over the grass at least twice. And I think some of those weeds were as tall as Solan. I have mowed the grass a few times in my life. But it was usually a job for my Dad and any other man or boyfriend that was willing to do it for a few dollars. I did an okay job I think. A little crooked in my paths, but I did okay. Yep. That's the swingset and monkey bars that me and my hermanas grew up with. They are very rusted and we're hoping to restore them soon. I actually enjoyed myself with ant bites and all. Yep. That little white house was my Father's workshop. We are hoping to restore it too. Now, I can't wait to spend some more time in the backyard with the hammock and my green thumb.

Mowing in the backyard brought up a whole lot of things. Especially the fact that I was destroying homes. Yes. I was, you know. Ant hills, colonies of ladybugs, spider's nests, etc. And I actually felt bad. A little sad. Like I was this hurricane or tornado that touched down out of the blue and was forming a path of destruction. All for a manicured lawn. But as I was mowing, the black birds/grackles were coming by to feast as insects were screaming for their lives. And the birds, they'd give me this look of "Oh, Thankyou, thankyou!" So, many lives were destroyed today, by me and the blackbirds. I said some little prayers....thanking the grass and all the lives that were now harmed. I wonder if in the insect world there is a FEMA? Hopefully, it's better than the one we have here. Oops..did I just say that?