Oh how I love it when I hear the grinder...and being able to see it is even better.
Sunday evening right before Mark came home from work I was out with the dog, yet again for about the millionth time...and we weren't home much on Sunday...and I heard a chipper...about 4 houses away. I could see that they wre just about finished and ready to drive away with the loot. Not on my watch! I know that these guys have to either pay a landscaping company to dump it or they have to pay the dump. I was just happy to save them the trip and the money. Just about time for the tree guys to pull away Mark dives up the driveway...."go talk to the guys and get us that mulch...we need it bad!" Like a good husband, he drove over and came back with one of the tree removal guys. Next thing I know I have a truck load of finely mulched pine trees at the top of my driveway. I am so excited. That means less weeding for me around the raised beds! YEA FREEEEEEE! I wonder how many wheel barrow loads it will take to move it from the top of the driveway to the beds? I don't care it is FREEEEEEE.
