I'm a little pissed at the weather, and circumstances. Tuesday when I intended to finish the mowing I'd begun the day before I --once again-- rolled right out of the left back tire. th'Mr took the wheel off & over to the neighbor's, and before he could get it pumped up again it started raining, so now I have long wet grass, no mower, and no intense sunshine to dry the grass. We're going to see th'Mr's family this weekend, so there is no way I can mow before Tuesday. I'll damn near need a bush hog by then. The pisser is, I really like riding the mower.
The neighbors on the other side have horses, and told me that if I'm planting flowers I need to come get some dirt out of the pasture, which I did. It's rich, black dirt (probably 2/3 formerly manure) and so far I've put three wheelbarrow loads full on the irises. I've cleaned the weeds out of about 3/4 of the iris beds and hope to have the rest of that done before the father-in-law visits next month. They were the mother-in-law's irises.
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