The Spring real estate market has been busy, though I found my Friday this week free. I decided to sneak away to our farm in Pike County to do some fruit tree pruning and Spring cleaning. I am still sore and tired. Farms are not all BBQs and picking flower…and you thought I just went to Neiman Marcus fashion shows.
I planted a large stand of ornamental grasses near our sign a few years ago. They are beautiful, though I dread chopping them down each Spring. I used to clip them down with hand pruners, though have found that branch loppers do a better job and give me more leverage. It is still a big job. If anyone has a better method, let me know. One year someone threw a cigarette in them from the road and they burnt down…it made the job easy that year…unfortunately the sign did not fair that well. The sign is another project for this Spring…it is cool weathered, though you can not read it anymore.
Our historic octagonal barn got a make-over last year due to hail damage last Spring.
And of course our scary cellar of the house was full of water. The sump pump was unplugged. Lucky me waded through the water to plug it back in. I am certain that this is how I am going to meet my demise.