Saturday, April 01, 2006

Feeling A Touch Psychic

Wow. I've lived in North Carolina for many years now, and I still haven't gotten used to the weather cycle. Not really. Back in West Virginia, we wouldn't even begin to think about cutting grass for a few weeks. They got snow earlier this week!

But not here. Here, the wild onions were starting to get out of control. I didn't realize the grass itself was, though, until I started cutting it. It was a heck of a lot higher than I'd realized.

The worst part, though, was the realization that winter had not been kind to either I or Aradia. I know I was huffing and puffing by the end of it, and we just don't have that big of a yard. It was embarassing.

I'm feeling a touch psychic all of a sudden. I predict daily walks in my near future....


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