Ah, Spring. Sixty five degrees, sunny. Birds chirping, flowers poking their heads through. An altogether beautiful day to relax on the front porch, sip coffee and do some bird watching, right? WRONG! That wood pile won't split and stack itself in spite of a very generous offer on my part. And the leaves that old man winter redeposited in my yard won't clean up after themselves. And the windows aren't self washing nor is the power washer going to do my house. And the garden area isn't going to clean out and till itself. And the back porch certainly isn't going to clean and stain itself. All of which means I better get busy and I will-as soon as I take a little rest.
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Relax ... it's going to rain on Sunday!
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