Saturday Yard Work

Saturday morning was beautiful. The sun was shining bright and spring was in the air. My husband set off for his daily five mile walk. I prefer to stay in and lounge on weekend mornings since I have to rush up and get dressed for work the other five days the week. While he walked I stayed inside and did some house cleaning. I enjoy the hour or so time alone.

When he returned from his walk, and my house work was finished.....Wait, is house work ever finished? Naw, but it was finished enough. My husband asked what I would like to do today. "Do you want to go walk around some stores or something?" I suggested we just stay at the house and do some yard work. After all, the grass could use a cutting and the ivy in the back yard was about to swallow my house. So while he cut grass, I tackled the Ivy Tree (aka Dogwood).

Its a beautiful dogwood tree that is over taken by Ivy. You can read about it HERE.

I cut and pulled and twisted and yanked until the hanging parts of the ivy were gone. There is no way to get rid of it all and it will probably be hanging to the ground again next week. I hope not. I worked hard on that mess. After that, I trimmed the dogwood tree as far as I could reach so we can once again walk under it instead of around it. Its a beautiful tree.

 I had a lot of help from these green fellas too.

Looking over, we noticed the neighbor struggling to remove a buried pole from her flower bed. I don't know, it was just a pole buried and cemented in the ground from a previous owner of the home. Probably a basket ball goal pole. Who knows. It took four of us to chop, beat, and pull until it was finally out of the ground. Then I noticed she was getting rid of her bushes in the yard. She didn't want them because she feared they attracted bees. ??? I asked if I could have the pink Azalea and she was more than happy to let me have it but I first had to help her dig it up.
 

That took the two of us and it weighed a good 80lbs at the most. We dragged it over to my yard and I planted it in a small natural area in the front yard. I think its so pretty. I hope it lives.

While digging a place for it, I dug up this bottle. After washing all the mud off of it, It appeared into this Cherrywine bottle. Not sure how old it is but it was heavy, green tinted and thick. Not like the bottles today.
 

After I took this shot, the label faded before my eyes and you can no longer see the word Cherrywine. Pretty cool huh. I wonder what other treasures are hidden in there.

With all that being done, needless to say, my body was not used to the torcher and stiffened up. I woke up this Sunday morning sore, hurting, aching with every breath. Even the ends of my toes hurt. It feels good though knowing I got a workout and the muscle pain will go away soon. So far I didn't agitate the pinched nerves in my back so that's good. My only worry is, "I sure hope that was only Ivy I pulled from the tree and not POISON ivy."