Just me at home. And the cats. And the dog. And the fish. Ok, just us, we’re making do without Ian while he’s in training. In other words, being a bum, eating leftover pizza, playing in the garden. I believe the term is ‘baching it’. 
Planting some curly willows my mom gave me that are offshoots of hers. They’re about 5-6 feet high and 1 inch diameter trunks. In just 4 years hers grew to about 5 inches diameter, 15 foot high with about 6-7 foot diameter leaf line. So, I’m hoping mine do the same. I’m not putting either where the dead elm was removed, I’ll put something a little more substantial there first. I need to go up to the nursery in Prosper (they have a HUGE selection) and see what fast-growers they have.
August 10th, 2004 at 10:39 am
3 Responses to “Home, home, home alone on the range”
That’s what you do when your husband is out of town? Damn, you must be getting old. I would be, you know, oh, I don’t know… sleeping.
Ok, ok, guess I am old…er.
Ian, don’t even say it or God help me I will put drano in your douche water…. again.
August 10, 2004 @ 11:40 amsleeping with? and how many?
August 11, 2004 @ 6:01 pmdepends on the bed size, doesn’t it?
August 11, 2004 @ 7:33 pm