Weeds

 This was my garden this morning. In spite of the fact that I had been pulling weeds for two days. The temperature was perfect and the sky was overcast ........ and I was determined!

 I had already filled and emptied that wheel barrow twice. The hose was out to wet the ground so that I could get the shovel in under the big clumps of grass and a mulberry tree that had volunteered to grow there.

 I love hollow stumps. Natures planters.

 The cool breezes blew and it rained on me several times. In spite of interruptions and muscle pains I completed my project. Should you ever wonder if it is possible to get a charlie horse in your butt muscle ....... the answer is yes.

 I am feeling quite pleased with myself. The sun is shining now and it looks like it has always been there, doesn't it?
See the big rock in the lower right corner? At some point a big rig decided to exit via the entrance drive and drove through my grass, moving the rock several feet, leaving big trenches in the ground. I consoled myself thinking of the damage they sustained.

 Sweet potato vine in my hollow stump looks content.

 My marigolds and zinnias are really tall and leggy. I am hoping they will fill out now that all the grass is gone. They will bloom through October.

Grass slinger Harvey happened by while I was at work. He stayed in his truck to receive his tongue lashing. Guess he figured he could outrun me if I decided to make a statement with the shovel. He swears he didn't do it. Told me that Drew mowed last time. Drew did mow last, but the grass in my garden took awhile to grow ......... Oh, Harvey, did you really think you could engage in a verbal sparring match with me and win?