It's one of those days here in OH (IO), water is pooling on the back lawn, making puppy potty trips a messy, wet affair. There is so much work to be done in the backyard to make it usable and safe for the dog (and the kids), sometimes I just want to cry! Do I feel sad because it's raining, or is it raining because I feel sad?
The soil here is mostly clay, which is probably part of the problem with our continuing saga of
water in the basement. Blech. I guess there's a "basement leak part 4" post in my future.
It's been warmer, but too wet to get out and tackle the mess that is the front yard. See those balls? They are everywhere. Last year, we paid the kids a penny a pop to rake 'em up, but I'm not sure we've saved enough to pay for removal for all of these soggy, spiky deathballs. (Yes, that is the technical term for them!)
It *almost* makes me wish for snow.
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