We were going to go on Sunday – to mow, to weedeat, to trim, to spray poison ivy killer, but it rained and was cold. We planned then for Monday but the skies were a heavy overcast and the temperature low and the dew would hang on forever where we were going,  just a couple of miles south of the Michigan line, so we planned for today. And, yes, the sun is out and the sky is blue. Somehow this isn’t like waiting for Christmas.

First on the agenda is loading the car with tools and cords and mosquito stuff; that’s such a festive activity. Almost as much fun as unloading said car, but not nearly as much as the traditional untangling of cords.  We have to be very careful about scheduling the bush trimming – a little too frustrated and gosh, that bush might be a stump, a little too much of good spirits and that bush might start to resemble some sort of “art work” statue. Of course, there is the crazy option which is a variation on the chain saw massacre.

May the force be with us.