Randy Wray’s Blog

Even with the full time job thing and all the work going on at the new house we still have to take care of things around the old place -  mainly the yard.

When it comes to yard work I’ll tackle the task if said task requires gasoline powered equipment.  There’s nothing quite like flammable filled devices that hold the potential to maim or mutilate to keep you interested in a task.

A friend of mine from Virginia, in this century, uses a push mower (the one you actually have to push to make the blades spin) to mow his yard.  Ever the multi-tasker, mowing the lawn is also his exercise time.

I’m not all that interested in the raking, bagging, mulching, weeding portion of yard work.  Last night, however, I enjoyed a fruitful time of weeding.

Around 10PM, I was walking through the yard of the old house monitoring the progress of the automatic sprinkler system with a flash light and noticed a healthy crop of weeds.  I reached down and pulled one weed out and then another and another and still another.  There I was with flashlight in hand (for some strange reason I thought turning on the outside lights would bother the neighbors) pulling weeds like nobody’s business.  I blame it on the coffee!

It had to have been a strange sight, some guy prowling around in the flower bed with a flash light in the dead of night.   Can you hear the conversation of the neighbors?

Neighbor Wife - Who is that and what’s he doing?

Neighbor Husband - It looks like a prowler and he’s weeding our neighbor’s flower bed.

Neighbor Wife - Maybe he’ll break into our yard

Neighbor Husband - We can only hope.

Anyone else prone to such odd behavior at such an odd time?