Saturday, June 28, 2008

Dirty Work

Mowing my dry dusty yard is dirty work. It is supposed to rain. I hope it does. We need it.

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  1. Stevie, oh, how I would looooooove to send you some rain. Gadzooks.

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  2. Hey Debby I was just over at your place reading about Mr M. I love your insights on people. And yes, please send the rain.

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  3. Those are some dusty legs. But your toes look really nice! ;)

    It has rained here almost every day this week. Sorry to be hogging it. I'll do a little Willendorf rain dance for you.

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  4. Willow any help you can send southward will be greatly appreciated.

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  5. your feet are perfect
    for dancing
    over here
    at the Mad Tea Party!

    :-)

    {{ we all kicked off our shoes
    around 2 o'clock!}}

    come dance with us all........

    we are doing the Funky Chicken next...

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  6. LOL: We did that today too. After I finished up my drip system for my wife's flower beds, I put down mulch.....dirty - dusty stuff...kind of itchy too!

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  7. But I'll bet the yard looks great. Wishing some of our rain your way.

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  8. We got so much rain this weekend! Many thunderstorms and buckets of rain. I would have sent you some your way if I knew you needed some ;-)

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  9. we are having very strange weather here as well. much cooler and a little rain today. no complaints though. it beats the 90+ heat any day! good luck with the rain!!

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  10. How did I miss this post? But somehow I did.... well Steviewren, did that much-wanted rain ever arrive?

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  11. Yes, we did have a 30 minute downpour on Sunday afternoon. I hope it will rain another day this week too. Today was gorgeous weather. Almost no humidity which makes living in the South so much more pleasant.

    I never did get back outside to weed-eat. There are parts of the yard so wild and rocky that the lawnmower would probably self destruct if I took it back there. You should see my ankles. I wore capris to mow. I was hit repeatedly by rocks and sticks and I have the marks to prove it. My legs are a wreck!

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