Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Day One Hundred Twenty Six


If you sat down in one of these chairs, the grass would tickle your fanny. It's starting to grow up through the seats of the lawn furniture. We've had days and days of rain. Everything is spring green. But wet grass is hard to mow. If the sun doesn't shine again soon, our yard will go to seed. The sun'll come out. Tomorrow. Maybe.

1 comment:

Ann S. said...

Wow! And I thought our grass was tall. Hope you guys are able to mow soon or you're going to need a bush hog :-)