My Freshly Mown Front Yard

Well it took about a month but I finally had to break down and mow the front yard. There is such a satisfaction in the back and forth conquering of a yard. Being able to see where you’ve been, what you’ve done, what you’ve accomplished and then how much farther you have to go to succeed is all very soothing/satisfying in a way. Of course it would have been more soothing if Texas wasn’t as hot as a football player’s underarm who is running drill son the surface of the sun while wearing a wool jersey. But I digress, the yard is mowed and I enjoyed a content/smug weekend looking at it. Now we just need to decide what to do with that ugly cable box over there on the left, how far back to we want whack the bushes, and what to do with all the wild ivy that is not in the picture. While the ivy is quite pretty it runs rampant like the old USSR and I am certain that if I left it alone long enough it would devoured my yard with a proletariat uprising. So one thing down, only 10,000 more things left to go.