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Showing posts with label retirement is killing me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label retirement is killing me. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

The Fig Tree Job...

This was my second project in the yard.  Far be it from me to clean house and catch up all that when I have many excuses, uh, projects, outside.  Choked in Wisteria, the Wisteria was asked to leave and when it didn't I took charge.
This is what a wisteria vine will do to anything it can climb on.  Just like the Honey Suckle by the water garden, it  restricts the growth of whatever plant it attaches to.
Another pile to be very proud of.  That's why you got lucky and are forced to read a second post today.
Now the fig has room to grow and produce these lovelies.
Two jobs down and a bazillion to go.
The water garden is recovering from my attack,
so shall the fig tree.
Not so confident about this old body,
It's feeling the work.
  
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