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the path is clear

the path is clear

Today, a big fat wet air mass settled on Southern Ontario, but our house stayed cool and dry inside. Rather than stay in after dinner and heat the house up by doing one or more of the many things that need doing, I decided to go outside and get all sweaty working in the garden. I had only intended to do a little weeding, but somehow I ended up scraping up all the mud and weeds and fallen bits of tree that had made the above path pretty darn hard to see (I must remember to start taking “before” pictures).

Afterwards, I went to the alley where we park the car and cut down all the little trees that always spring up along the back fence—one of these is a mulberry and the others are equally weedy—and then cleaned up the last couple months accumulation of litter from the parking area. (In Windsor, at least in older neighbourhoods like ours, the garbage pick-up is off the alleys, and people aren’t always careful how they put their garbage out. Our parking area is bounded by walls and a fence on three sides and seems to be a catchment area for other people’s windblown trash.)

Finally, I had a shower and it still wasn’t yet eight o’clock. How is it that there is always so much that remains to be done?

Posted by pzed on August 22, 2007 at 9.10pm
Categories: every day, graven images

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