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Well Spring time is approaching and that means it's time for yard work. This is my first time being responsible for a yard and last Summer I had my first experience mowing and edging a lawn. Now that Spring is here, it's time to prep the lawn and the flower beds.

I went out back the other day to start cleaning up the yard and pick up whatever had been hiding under the snow for the past few months.  I walked out back and realized I had a much bigger issue on my hands. The wind had been really strong the past few nights and I hadn't really bothered to check on what had blow in.

Here's what I found:

sorry it's blurry - cell phone camera
I wasn't sure what to do - there were at least 30 tumbleweeds in my backyard. I just stared at them for a few minutes, and then put my complicated game plan into action. Now, you're probably wondering how to take care of removing 30 GIANT tumbleweeds from your yard.  Some people think you should break them down and put them in your garbage - a valid suggestion, but not what I went for.  To accomplish my genius, complicated project I suited up in a jacket, put on my gardening gloves and started the process. I grabbed about four weeds, ran towards the fence and chucked them!  The wind was blowing a bit, so majority of them blew back in my face (did you know tumbleweeds are prickly?). I finally got into a groove and got them all tossed.

So, Julie and Dave, if you're reading this - you are welcome for the awesome yard work I'm doing. West Valley City, thank you for removing the tumbleweed after I tossed them over the fence.

Comments

Charity said…
My thoughts exactly! Love it!
I would have LOVED to watch that!!! Hilarious! You are the best!
Beth and Jess said…
You are so awesome. seriously.
Jill Spencer said…
Oh Erin! I wish I could live inside your head for a day. You are hilarious!
April said…
Erin, Erin, Erin...So you are not friends with Julie's neighbors then...he he
David and Julie said…
I love it! That would have been my idea but David would probably make me break them up and put them in the garbage. Beautifully done!

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