I have not pile busted. This is when I take an arrangements of chains & boards & drag it behind the truck all around the pasture to break up the horse piles before they bake like cakes in the sun. Ideally this should be done well after or right before a good rain so I don't also churn up the grass as well. On the other hand, I have removed one bag of, well, one bag full for the G*******s garden. I could easily supply 15-20 more family gardens.
I have not mowed the back yard. Immediately out the back doors there is a small pool (I mean spa-without-the-jets small) in a fenced yard that the dogs are slowly turning into a potential site for the filming of Capricorn One: Part Two. This yard need to be mowed, cleared of dog deposits, weeded, cleared of dog deposits & generally cleared of dog deposits. Ideally the clearing of the dog deposits happens before they dry out to be chucked up by the mower blades. This is not an ideal year.
On Saturday, I did get the yard in front of the house mowed. A threaten to do it (he knows it can aggravate my allergies something horrible & is a good sport about trying to do what he can in the time he has), but I figured I could manage. & I mostly did, except for the buckets of sand underneath the broader leaved weeds that went into my eyes, my mouth, my hair. I know rain would only amplify the problem making everything more, but I am still wishing it would. Then I would have a good reason to wait.
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