The Lawn

So. We waited a bit too long to mow our lawn. It's a long story full of completely lame excuses but you should know that a thistle can grow pretty freakin' big! Especially in the shelter of a lawn.

I've been inching away at the back yard all week long and last night I had just had enough. I stayed out past dark getting it d.o.n.e. I had a great deal of "help" from the men in my life. It made for a fun family evening.



My manly man took out the big ones for me. (He also mowed some too.)




Sometimes you win, sometimes the lawn wins. (Yes, that thistle has grabbed his stick. 8^0 )

Little bit beats the lawn into submission. (It makes it easier to mow.)

So now I'm singing, "I fought the lawn and the lawn won."

But it's not true. Mwahaha.