Costa Rica stuff will be posted today after I get home from work (patience, Boyd!) but in the meantime, a quickie post about how we got home from our fabulous vacation to a fabulously trimmed down back yard. We don't know when it happened, we don't know why (ok, well, we do, it was a mess), and we especially don't know who, but when we woke up on Sunday morning to this:
instead of the jungle that used to be there (you couldn't see that little orange tree because the weeds were too tall and they blocked it), we kind of teared up and thought about naming our first born after whoever took pity on us and our lack of landscape maintenance tools. Whoever you are, if you read this blog, we love your guts and really really appreciate your service. Seriously. We'd love to know who you are (we'll bake you cookies!) but if you prefer to remain an anonymous Good Samaritan, we respect that. Either way, thank you!!
instead of the jungle that used to be there (you couldn't see that little orange tree because the weeds were too tall and they blocked it), we kind of teared up and thought about naming our first born after whoever took pity on us and our lack of landscape maintenance tools. Whoever you are, if you read this blog, we love your guts and really really appreciate your service. Seriously. We'd love to know who you are (we'll bake you cookies!) but if you prefer to remain an anonymous Good Samaritan, we respect that. Either way, thank you!!
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I heard it was one of the Baseline Killers. Weed killers, that is.
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