Marc
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You expressed my feelings about "mission critical" chores perfectly. I was trying to explain that to the Missus, but I'm more or less responsible for the "outside" chores so she didn't quite get it the same way.
The lawn has slowed waaay down, I'll cut it close once more to make raking easier. Vegetable garden is done with and as much as I love gardening, sometimes the weeding, the picking stuff before it turns bad, the preserving... it wears on you. I'm always ready for it the next year, but when it's all done, it's good that it's done. You can relax a bit more. The squash is in, the potatoes are dug, corn stalks and asparagus are cut. Beans are shelled. 'Bout all there is to do is spread a little manure and plow it under, which is fun to do. And no hurry, just needs to be done before the ground freezes.
Flower beds aren't growing weeds anymore. 'Mums are in and are damn near impossible to kill. Trimming around the house and barn is all done with. No more bush hogging. No more bugs.
Yep, now's the time of year where all us rural folk can take a collective breather... drink some beer, eat some apple crisp, watch a little football and enjoy the fruits of our summer labors.
The lawn has slowed waaay down, I'll cut it close once more to make raking easier. Vegetable garden is done with and as much as I love gardening, sometimes the weeding, the picking stuff before it turns bad, the preserving... it wears on you. I'm always ready for it the next year, but when it's all done, it's good that it's done. You can relax a bit more. The squash is in, the potatoes are dug, corn stalks and asparagus are cut. Beans are shelled. 'Bout all there is to do is spread a little manure and plow it under, which is fun to do. And no hurry, just needs to be done before the ground freezes.
Flower beds aren't growing weeds anymore. 'Mums are in and are damn near impossible to kill. Trimming around the house and barn is all done with. No more bush hogging. No more bugs.
Yep, now's the time of year where all us rural folk can take a collective breather... drink some beer, eat some apple crisp, watch a little football and enjoy the fruits of our summer labors.