What a Day
This morning, I beat the bugs. I had the garden hose unrolled with Dawn dishwater liquid ready to be applied. The driveway as well as some of the cement going to the front door was caked with dirt, spent blossoms and layers of leaves that had nestled in. By the time Dennis came home from his VA appointment I had finished.
Yesterday when we had cut back the Russian sage, all the stalks were facing one way. This morning with our huge rake, the trail to the burning ring began. In no time the pile of Russian Sage was rolling over, each time the rake pulled it over. Now there is this tight roll of foliage that is about five feet long at the burning ring. A little drying time is needed.
I have been hinting that I wanted to learn the operation of the zero-turn mower. Today was the day. Dennis ran over the particulars and I was on my own. Dennis used the Craftsmen mower on our original lot’s grass. I had the lot east of us that is a huge rectangle. Hmm. At the end of my run, I had really enjoyed it. Both of us got home to the garage next to our home so Dennis could blow off the mowers and refuel them. Here comes the huge “Hmm.” I could not quite figure out how to get off of the mower. Left leg and arm had no problem running the mower. Left leg and arm did not have any strength to assist getting off the mower with nothing static enough for solid handling. It took quite a while for this Grammie to do the final act. Bummer. At that point Dennis admitted he fell the first time he wanted to get off.
It is now mid-afternoon and I have been on the internet. Ah Ha! There are manufactures that make an assist for getting off and on the zero-turn mowers.
When Dennis comes in for supper I will share what I have discovered. I felt it was important to be able to use the equipment that we have to keep our property up to snuff if Dennis is not able, or . . . to help him out with our two acres.
What a day. With that I take my leave. ♥