I am savoring a rare moment of happiness.
I had a great workout and though I know pain is in my future, my present is flooded with endorphins, and poppies.
And I've been taking care of business lately which gives me that fabulous tho probably false sense of being in charge of my day to day affairs.
Does anyone remember my backyard berm that used to hold 8 30' Leyland Cypress?
They may have sucked every drop of moisture out of that berm thus condemning any other plant to a swift death.
They may have swayed scarily in every high wind we had and threatened to topple over onto a neighbor's house whenever a little hurricane passed our way.
But they shielded the house from an alley, the people who congregate in said alley and help to block out a hotel one street away.
Now they are gone and all that remains are 8 stumps, a nasty chainlink fence, people in the alley at night smoking cigarettes I hope, and that hulking hotel.
It is not pretty. I have stared out the window and fretted. I have stomped around the backyard, phone in hand and bitched about the stumps and the ugliness that remains. I have worried and refused to look any longer.
And then I finally called a bunch of tree services and got several estimates for stump grinding and removal. And it appears to be an affordable service.
Once they are gone? Then I can think of what to plant where and how to regain my garden and my serenity.
I'm gonna get my pretty back. As God is my witness.
Stay tuned.
