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Weed Whacking Style. . .

 

Following a 10am breakfast with the Young Master, yours truly spent a lovely 9o minutes or so watering flowers and taking care care of several inconsequential lawn and flower bed chores.  This included hitting the front walk with the weed eater (some call it a string trimmer, others a weed whacker), followed by the battery powered blower. 

The problem with brick walkways is that grass and weeds seem to sprout from almost every nook and cranny once the weather reaches a certain temperature.  But it looks pretty good now even if I missed a few tiny plants.  The trick is to do this about every 10 days before things get out of control and take much longer to whip back into shape.

This evening, I plan to finish laying down weed control "cloth" and mulching the large bed, formerly known as thistle, in from of the house along the driveway.  I will plant a few perennials (large Hostas and the like), so the area is not simply an empty expanse of brown mulch lined by brick paving stones although anything is an improvement over the mess that was there before.

But now it's time to shower and dress before taking said child to his dentist appointment and then a quick stop at the supermarket for a few things on the way home.

-- Heinz-Ulrich





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