I swear this is about the caliber of gardeners our landlord hired this spring. Because of all the rain in the past two weeks, our lawn (I won't call it grass because it's mostly Bermuda grass and weeds) got pretty tall. This morning the "gardeners" came out and mowed. So far, they haven't blown, raked, edged, or anything and there are large clumps of stuff everywhere, including our front walk and steps. I'm hoping they're taking a lunch break and will be back. If not, I'll be raking and bagging this weekend. Not exactly good for my back and not exactly what we pay for when we drop the rent check off every month.
But I hate to complain today; I feel really good and Nettl will be home tomorrow on her Birthday Eve.
