The yard may kill me.
Beloved and I walked up to the upper yard last night. I haven't been up there in two years. My neglecting the yard was all a part of my plan to force FIL to take care of business.
I can not BELIEVE how over grown everything is. Blackberries are everywhere. The raspberries are out of control. The grape vines are snaking their way into everything from the berries to the Rhodie's to winding way up into a fir tree.
The grass is almost as tall as I am. Okay, maybe not that tall. It's disgusting and I'm not sure I'll ever get it under control.
I'd need an army.
If I had the money...
but I don't.
This is what I get for trying to make a man do something he didn't want to do.
Now I have a jungle to tame.