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Mar. 17th, 2011 05:22 pm I am finally getting the quiche I meant to have for breakfast into the oven, so it will be dinner. I'll have the corned beef boiled dinner tomorrow, I guess. That'll make a good shabbos feast.
I didn't make it for breakfast because, well mainly because I forgot to take out the frozen has browns to thaw overnight. So I had toast with pub cheese (which I forgot had horseradish, which is usually not something I want for breakfast, but it was fine, really). And then the rest of the day was All About the Front Yard, so lunch was yogurt, followed by a substantial snack of some kind of mini hot dog in puff pastry appetizer that I impulse bought yesterday. Frozen appetizers, how I love them.
Anyway, front yard. Yesterday, or maybe the day before, I got a notice saying my yard was in violation of code whatever that requires vegetation to be less than 8" high and not impeding pedestrians on the sidewalk or driving down property values by being unsightly. Which is meant to combat blight but, seriously, my yard has been much worse. But it has been a month or so since I mowed it, and a really long time since I aged. It was pretty wet yesterday and I was taught not to mow wet grass as it will just lie down beneath the blades and not get cut, and it will start raining again tonight and on into the foreseeable (by my weather app anyway) future. So, today I mowed, edged, and swept up clippings.
Now, one of the reasons I go so long between mowing is because every time I do work in the front yard, a neighbor comes by to chat with me. Their nice people, and friendly, but I am usually not wanting to chat, so I do a lot more work in the backyard than the front. And, of course, today someone did, too, but it was at least one of the neighbors whose name I know (a few houses have changed hands recently).
Pretty much everyone on the cul-de-sac is mowing their lawns, and it sounded from overheard conversation as if maybe I was not the only one to get a notice. Interesting. I hope this isn't going to be a frequent thing, I like my yard a little unkempt, aside from the laziness and not wanting to interact with people aspects.
When I was done I put Walter on a long lead so he could roam the yard and sat on the porch with a beer. Not bad. He wanted to stay out longer than I did, I'll try to accomodate him better in the future. He is a dog who loves to roll in fresh cut grass, after all, and with the super long lead I think he forgot he wasn't completely free - he never reached the end of it and got pulled up short, that I saw. Which is nice, also, that he can be content to stay in the yard like that.
I didn't make it for breakfast because, well mainly because I forgot to take out the frozen has browns to thaw overnight. So I had toast with pub cheese (which I forgot had horseradish, which is usually not something I want for breakfast, but it was fine, really). And then the rest of the day was All About the Front Yard, so lunch was yogurt, followed by a substantial snack of some kind of mini hot dog in puff pastry appetizer that I impulse bought yesterday. Frozen appetizers, how I love them.
Anyway, front yard. Yesterday, or maybe the day before, I got a notice saying my yard was in violation of code whatever that requires vegetation to be less than 8" high and not impeding pedestrians on the sidewalk or driving down property values by being unsightly. Which is meant to combat blight but, seriously, my yard has been much worse. But it has been a month or so since I mowed it, and a really long time since I aged. It was pretty wet yesterday and I was taught not to mow wet grass as it will just lie down beneath the blades and not get cut, and it will start raining again tonight and on into the foreseeable (by my weather app anyway) future. So, today I mowed, edged, and swept up clippings.
Now, one of the reasons I go so long between mowing is because every time I do work in the front yard, a neighbor comes by to chat with me. Their nice people, and friendly, but I am usually not wanting to chat, so I do a lot more work in the backyard than the front. And, of course, today someone did, too, but it was at least one of the neighbors whose name I know (a few houses have changed hands recently).
Pretty much everyone on the cul-de-sac is mowing their lawns, and it sounded from overheard conversation as if maybe I was not the only one to get a notice. Interesting. I hope this isn't going to be a frequent thing, I like my yard a little unkempt, aside from the laziness and not wanting to interact with people aspects.
When I was done I put Walter on a long lead so he could roam the yard and sat on the porch with a beer. Not bad. He wanted to stay out longer than I did, I'll try to accomodate him better in the future. He is a dog who loves to roll in fresh cut grass, after all, and with the super long lead I think he forgot he wasn't completely free - he never reached the end of it and got pulled up short, that I saw. Which is nice, also, that he can be content to stay in the yard like that.
