Tired body does not equal tired mind.

Yard work was the only thing I did yesterday. My mother's yard, which is small but has not been maintained properly. I took out a patch of major johnson grass in her backyard. Pulled what would come out and cut down the rest. I was majorly cautious because the last time I did her yard I came away with a major case of poison oak. Still puffy from the prednisone treatment. So I was covered quite completely and tried not to touch anything I didn't know. This made it a little slower process. I am hoping that with continued maintenance whatever caused the outbreak will die and go away. So far this morning no itching and redness.

The other yard was a rental property that was out of control. My tenant is a single mother and is moving out. She has had a rough year. I have to apologize for the way this yard looked. I also did not realize how bad the stickers are in the front yard. In two years they have overtaken the front yard. Will have to do some major weed control in the next year. If anyone knows any tricks to get rid of the demon seeds please let me know.

Now to the good stuff. The above photo is from the stuff my father-in-law kept out at the barn. It look better in person and probably would have looked better taken with a better camera. The Enclave (my wed. group) had a project to take a cheap throw away camera and take a series of pictures around a personal theme. Mine was "Abandoned and Forgotten". I took a lot of pictures of items out at the barn and in the pasture.
I love where I live which is good because we have lived here for thirty-one years. Its in a mid-size town (it was small when I was growing up). We are at most thirty minutes away from really good restaurants, art house movie theaters, museums, galleries, and the other good stuff in life, but when I walk out my back door i look at a small pasture and a railroad track. Yes my front yard is on a very busy street and lots of people pass my house daily. But the backyard has a huge pecan tree! I can't see my neighbors, although sometimes I hear them. I love where I live, however, I have been thinking I would like to move closer to all those things I mentioned before. The good stuff.