An Apology Letter

For those of you readers who pass by my house on a regular basis, I am sorry. Sorry you have had to look at the jungle that was growing on the side of my house that faces the main road. I don't even remember the last time I weeded or thinned out the iris' in there. But I do have some good excuses....
Three summers ago I got pregnant in June. I slept until October.

Two summers ago I had a newborn. Nursing and poopy diapers were at the top of the "to do" list. And all the sunscreen labeled for babies? Well, after you purchase them and get them home, you read the label and you can't use them on babies. I still don't understand that one.

Last summer I had a little boy who only operated in one speed....run.

This summer that same little boy likes to push the limits with how close he can stand to the road before he gets hit by a speeding car or chased by his mother who runs waaaaay slower than he does.

So yesterday, in the fall like weather, I changed out of my church clothes and into my yard working clothes, and headed out into the jungle. Bryson fell asleep on the way home from church and I knew I would have a couple of hours to get it tackled.

In that jungle I found:

• A lot of poison ivy

• a gumball tree

• 2 pin oak trees

• wild strawberries

• Bermuda grass so long it grew up through the bushes and all the way to the top of the crepe myrtles
• way too many purple iris tubers

• enough monkey grass to kill a horse
  

And that is just a short list of things that I could actually identify. So now it is all cleaned out and Stephen is going to move some of his lilies to that side so we have some more color over there. But they won't bloom again until next spring. I think. Now you can drive by and notice how cleaned out it is and that there really is brick there. And a window!

I should probably go ahead and tell you I am sorry now because I may not have time to weed it again until next summer. So you all better enjoy it while it lasts.

Sara