We have managed to stay either indoors or in the shade. This weekend I washed the front porch, cleaning the awnings, blind and siding, all in the shade. It was a good job done out of the sun.
The tree work just sort of happened. I was sawing a branch when I heard from below:
"I knew those weren't [huband RJ's] legs! What are you doing up there!" It was my next door neighbor, who was ultimately delighted to learn that I was removing limbs that interfered with our roofs. He took the opportunity to limb a plant bordering our properties, while also lending me his reciprocating saw for the limbing.
While we were at it, a buddy of his joined us, as did RJ, and we pulled down a lot of limbs and made an appointment for next Saturday to do the same. It will cost a case of Heineken's beer.
Don't you love neighborhood living?
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Little Pond
2 comments:
You must be feeling better since you are climbing around in the trees. Good for you.
It's funny. When climbing a ladder, I rely a lot on my arms, so it is easy to climb and descend. Just standing there is the problem, so my neighbor's electric saw was a big help. I wasn't going to do as much as we accomplished, and would have hired out the rest but my neighbor's buddy insisted he could do it. That's when I asked what he drinks.
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