tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post6193377314899901674..comments2008-04-08T12:58:21.650-04:00Jozet at Halushkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16790825543155685363noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-77176241951386234392008-04-08T12:58:00.000-04:002008-04-08T12:58:00.000-04:00Why does all that work feel so damned good while you're doing it? That's such a lie of the body, isn't it? My spring is aptly full of large amounts of my lab's doggie-DO like jewels in the melting ice.womaninawindowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-18237749725796703162008-04-08T12:54:00.000-04:002008-04-08T12:54:00.000-04:00i didn't get quite as ambitous, but i did start to weedwack the 4 foot bramble growing in the drainage ditch beside our fence. I got one third done, and 3 days later am finally over the ache. so i guess that means it's time to hit the next third.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-12807278573078543562008-04-07T22:31:00.000-04:002008-04-07T22:31:00.000-04:00Ohhh yes. Spring frenzy is rampant. This morning (and afternoon) raked five large yard bags of magnolia leaves, then push-mowed the lawn with my three-year-old in a backpack carrier! (I actually really do enjoy all that, though!)Variations On A Themehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05999890261136824148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-25440636269139390382008-04-07T03:51:00.000-04:002008-04-07T03:51:00.000-04:00Wow, you must have the most amazing eyebrows. Ever thought of going into show biz with 'em? Then you could pay someone to to all that raking. ;)Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09648404612737553605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-27639198094408407722008-04-05T00:41:00.000-04:002008-04-05T00:41:00.000-04:00"Dug squirrel grave with my eyebrows." <BR/><BR/>HAA!!! <BR/><BR/>I need to rake our lawn in a very bad way. And suck up the mountain of sunflower seed shells under the bird feeder with the wet-dry vac. And pick up the Mardi Gras beads and empty beer cans the float into our yard from the party animals next door. Good times!Jess Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06987689969282168406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-73610210248967242462008-04-04T20:40:00.000-04:002008-04-04T20:40:00.000-04:00Chase that ibuprofen with a glass of wine. Feel better.<BR/><BR/>(I sent Kyle out to work on our backyard. He's been chasing his ibuprofen with Natty Light.)mothergoosemousehttp://www.mothergoosemouse.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-30144377625040361582008-04-04T20:38:00.000-04:002008-04-04T20:38:00.000-04:00Picked up pine cones. Picked up sticks. Planted the peas. Picked up pine cones. Planted the spinach. Picked up pine cones. Admired the daffodils. More pine cones. <BR/><BR/>Today workman came and planted posts in my garden. Over the spinach, and laid boards over where the hostas live.<BR/><BR/>Grr.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and thatch raking might be Sunday.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18210299256568863288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-84485889437783284552008-04-04T20:16:00.000-04:002008-04-04T20:16:00.000-04:00Lots of pollen. Scratching my nose a lot. Fingers are tired. Can I borrow your eyebrows to get a tissue and blow my nose with it?apathy loungehttp://wordgirl5.typepad.com/apathy_loungenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-31530064020036519802008-04-04T13:46:00.000-04:002008-04-04T13:46:00.000-04:00Hmm do I mean Komodo as in dragon style yard work or COMMANDO as in elite military style yard work...we'll never know...from such a typo...Julie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-42645337145669797772008-04-04T13:45:00.000-04:002008-04-04T13:45:00.000-04:00Well if you measure by amount of gardening done:<BR/><BR/>Worse than yours---have not engaged in such frenzied commado style yard work<BR/><BR/>Better than you---see above; and have planted twelve saplings in pots to cultivate for city tree projectJulie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-23263465623440998882008-04-04T12:50:00.000-04:002008-04-04T12:50:00.000-04:00We have an arrangement here in DivaLand.<BR/>Husband:Doer of Yard work and mover of Heavy Things.<BR/>Wife: Distributor of Frosty Adult beverages when Yard Work and Heavy Things have been done/moved.<BR/><BR/>All praise me for my bartending abilities! ;pPeggy Sez..http://www.blogger.com/profile/15350382808322034028noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-5545362762172602702008-04-04T11:14:00.000-04:002008-04-04T11:14:00.000-04:003 feet on snow everywhere. No end in sight. This is April?Madhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13416585771017767796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-51881746833621845132008-04-04T09:58:00.000-04:002008-04-04T09:58:00.000-04:00Those mice will be very appreciative come winter!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06674183841047522995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-12185500008854494262008-04-03T23:14:00.000-04:002008-04-03T23:14:00.000-04:00What is this 'Spring' you speak of? I have heard birds chirp, yes, but if I want to see what's left of my lawn, I'll have to use a shovel.kgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02488069680575426742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-24201840999660497612008-04-03T22:38:00.000-04:002008-04-03T22:38:00.000-04:00I need to learn how to use those eyebrow muscles to sling hay bales.<BR/><BR/>So far, about the only thing I've done in a fit o' spring frenzy was yank a whole lotta viney stuff from what was once the old pond. Why? I don't know.annehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01306851407588054538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-46378638995681588552008-04-03T22:31:00.000-04:002008-04-03T22:31:00.000-04:00I went for a walk today with some rocks in my pockets, to counterbalance the junk in my trunk.<BR/><BR/>It's been a long, tasty, winter.Rimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15883046753707687727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-2431814177691392992008-04-03T22:05:00.000-04:002008-04-03T22:05:00.000-04:00Whoa... There are designated raking muscles?? The things I did not know...Leaf, probably...http://www.leafprobably.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-81630599433794218042008-04-03T21:21:00.000-04:002008-04-03T21:21:00.000-04:00Um... I guess that is one good reason not to have a lawn.<BR/><BR/>Spring going pretty wellAngelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02786127130691625566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-84311143233823093462008-04-03T16:23:00.000-04:002008-04-03T16:23:00.000-04:00Luckily enough Joe has been the one raking and hand de-thatching our yard. Though he's only finished the front yard so far. The back yard is way smaller, though, so it won't be long. This technique really cuts down on my blistering and need for ibuprofen. ;)Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14948339436308804384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-84808891961054284332008-04-03T11:01:00.000-04:002008-04-03T11:01:00.000-04:00We're still waiting for the last of the snow to melt before we tackle everything you just described.<BR/>But I did find a few ants in the house already - a sure sign of spring ;)Life As I Know Ithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09492465378321819342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-45064583799701235652008-04-03T10:54:00.000-04:002008-04-03T10:54:00.000-04:00I'm dreading and fantasizing about spring cleaning. But either way, it's not warm enough here yet.Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11567505547323976582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-35608727839934598282008-04-03T10:52:00.000-04:002008-04-03T10:52:00.000-04:00Oy, not looking forward to the yard stuff. Fortunately, real spring is still a few weeks off so I can just look outside and procrastinate.Fairly Odd Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11974404093257620566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-26406605973740168502008-04-03T09:56:00.000-04:002008-04-03T09:56:00.000-04:00too many sticks in the yard, too too many & way too much wind to convince the kids it is fun, fun, fun to pick them up.Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09390898429089863816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-40594167517086560062008-04-03T06:30:00.000-04:002008-04-03T06:30:00.000-04:00Two words for you: Lawn. Service. <BR/><BR/>Yes, it's terribly indulgent, but it's one of the few things that we splurge on. We both LOATHE yard work, and I have a brown...no, black thumb. <BR/><BR/>My windows are FILTHY. They need washing badly, so I suppse that's my Spring project.Blog Antagonisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09378330862349859998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-71503253717737976662008-04-03T02:48:00.000-04:002008-04-03T02:48:00.000-04:00I see we have the same penchant for landscaping. Do you also prune bushes down to an inch within their life?MamaMohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01352171742774426860noreply@blogger.com