....and about 700 to go.
Mom and Dad came over today. Dad helped me put in the compost bins, and Mom kept the Sprouts out of our hair. I don't know which parent to thank more, since I am not quite sure which job took more effort!
Anyway. I love the bins. They may not be fancy, but now I can get the monumental piles of leaves out of my lawn and somewhere contained. *happy sigh* I am so stinking tired of leaves, folks. They are EVERYWHERE, and they seem to be breeding. The knowledge that I only have a few months grace before they start falling from the trees again just makes me curl into the fetal position and pray for the end of the world. I guess I wouldn't mind so much if I had a place out in the country with a couple hundred acres. I could shove the leaves in the woods out of sight, and everything would be just fine. But no. I have to live in town on this tiny little lot where every single inch of ground is precious. This means I have no room to fool around with all this tree poop. And that is the way I am thinking of it. Dead leaves are tree poop.
Now you know I have lost my mind.
That is okay.
Anyway. My tulips are all in full bloom IN THE HOUSE, and I am finally getting to the point that I can look around the yard and figure out where to plant them. I am pondering a few new flower beds (watch Mr. Barefoot lose his cool over THAT particular idea!), and have to set up a time with Bro and Dad to head up to Uncle Wire's place and steal rock. I need rock. Lots of rock.
Is it stealing if you have permission?
I also have to figure out what to do with all of the flowers, etc that I have over at Mom's place. She doesn't seem to want them, which is great, but I am not quite sure where to stick them over here..... that is why I need more flower beds. And that is why Mr. Barefoot is going to blow his top.
Gosh, I love marriage. You get to torture people legally. It's a blast, seriously.
So. The house is now quiet. Little Sprout finally fell asleep. I am ready to go back outside and start the gargantuan task of moving all these leaves into the compost bins. Tomorrow? Planting the cold hardy stuff.
I am loving my life!