Scat grass and the grass on the other side of the fence

Yesterday, after ten years or so, I clipped all the grass around the house foundation, mailbox, trees, and privacy fences.  I am so f-ing sore today!  From my but down my hamstrings, through my hips, damn…It looks so good but it hurts so bad.  Maybe I won’t wait another ten years to trim up the yard.

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My new beau blew all the leaves out of my yard while I did the trimming.  It’s nice to know a man who still has ties to the land.  He called me over to see fresh deer droppings he found while blowing leaves into the trees.  He said to keep my eyes open at dawn, and I would get a treat of seeing the deer who left the scat in my own back yard.  It’s such a contrast to the man I was married to, who only had eyes for the grass on the other side of the fence, and insisted we try to get there, at any cost, instead.

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