Early-ish Morning Big Job!

 It has been almost a month since I wrote. I am sorry. I have such good intentions but...

Anyway, good intentions come in many varieties.  I am a terrible gardener...something that happened once we came south.  I was not a great gardener in Vermont, just a lazy one, but we still managed to get a good harvest most years.  Here it is a very different story.

This spring I noticed a little volunteer plant near one of the holly plants/bushes/trees (I don't know holly from Adam.  Well, maybe from Adam, but not from other plants here and how they should be designated) and thought I should pull it up.  I Did Not Do That!  Big mistake.

That plant has been dragging on my mind ever since.  Finally this morning it was only 75 degrees out with a nice fog cover so out I went.  This involved pulling my seated stroller out of the truck bed (where I store it to Dear One's chagrin), getting the four-tined fork,  pink soft garden gloves, and strolling across the lawn in front of the house to find the now not plant but TREE!

Above picture is the junk tree which is leaning toward the house. It is leaning because last week one day when it was cool I thought I would pull it up.  I tried to bend of the top to snap it. It Did Not Snap!  So here is was this morning leaning against the house.

Here is the garden fork trying to get under all the roots.

Finally I pulled it out.  This morning I really needed one of our big sons there who would have made very very quick work of this project that took me the better part of half an hour and caused me to sweat buckets.  Truly, my dress is soaking wet. Oh well. At least no blood was involved with this project.

There is the now-dying tree in all its non-glory. Well, you cannot see all of it but you get the idea.

This is the very handy useful garden fork lying peacefully on the seated stroller after accomplishing his morning task. I am sure he is breathing a sigh of relief. I know I am.

Now on to the next task, though not this morning since as it is I will probably be late to presidency meeting.  I hope everyone learns from my peccadillo: when you see a weed, pluck it up THEN!  Saves a lot of time, energy, and sweat, AND everything looks nice.  Pretty soon the HOA will be on our back if this other weeding job is not done...!