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Of Hair and Weeds...

7/22/2014

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Greetings! I hope you had a great day! Mine was busy enough, but not crazy...but you'll see that here in a minute.

I didn't do anything spectacular this morning. It was, well, uneventful (I did manage to squeeze in a little guitar playing--it's been days), excepting the fact that I finally did something with my hair that I have wanted to be able to do since I was a little girl. It's what I have always called "Gretel Hair"--more than likely after Gretel Von Trapp out of The Sound of Music. :D

I had sort of done it before, but it was clumsy and didn't stay up well at all. Today I figured out how to make it stay...
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(Savannah has the prettiest bedroom walls!)
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I pinned the ends of my braid across the top of my head (and the sections together right behind my ear to keep the looped braid from flopping).
Needless to say, I was pleased as punch (whatever that expression really means)--but I was DELIGHTED to discover that my hat (aka cowboy hat) would fit with my hair like that! I really didn't think it would.

Anyway, let's move on to the second portion of my title...the weeds.

I pulled the string-trimmer out of the back of the barn and set to work on the very tall (some of them taller than me) weeds out around and behind "Compost Central" (aka the compost bin and pile of stuff that goes into the next batch). There were thistles and lambs tongue and that weed that looks sort of like okra, and a variety of other plants. I broke two sets of stings (grrr!) on lambs tongue before I asked Daddy if he had a hatchet...which of course, he did. After that I used a nice sharp hatchet on anything bigger around than my thumb (and quite a bit of smaller stuff). It kept me from breaking any more strings...and I didn't really mind swinging that small hatchet--it was real sharp so I didn't have to really fight through the very fibrous stems of said plants.

Once I finished around "Compost Central" (too bad I didn't think to take pictures!), I did a row in the garden and then worked around the old, fallen corn-crib until I ran out of gas. I didn't refill (it was around 4:30 by that time), but instead went and tore down my "hay-stack" by the compost bin and rebuilt it behind the bin, layering it up with fertilizer and wetting it. I covered that with a random piece of black plastic; it wasn't big enough to really cover the whole stack completely, but it covered the top well enough. 

Someplace in here, Daddy asked me to help him put this grinder-machine thing up on the flat trailer (nick-named "The Chariot" because it's stated purpose was to put the grandfathers on it and haul them around in their wheelchairs) he had behind the mower. Well, he had been running the engine on the thing (the grinder-machine) and I managed to put the inside of my left forearm on the very hot carburetor (forgive me if I called that the wrong thing). This was the result: 
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It definitely could have been worse...and now that I've come in and smeared plantain salve all over it, it doesn't really even hurt! (And here's a pitch for plantain salve: if you want my momma to make you some [it's good for everything from burns {obviously!} to mosquito bites to random itchy spots to cuts]; you just let me know...I'm sure we could work something out!)

And that's about all the excitement from my day...I sure hope it rains tonight.

      Racheal

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Mum
7/25/2014 03:15:21 pm

I hope it doesn't scar. I have a scar on my leg from when I burnt my leg on the tiller the year Erik was with us. (Except he and Daddy weren't here!) Do you remember that when we were trying to get the tiller unstuck and I rolled the hot engine over on my leg?

What a great job you did on those weeds. It was like a forest back there! Now it looks clean shaven...Thank-you.

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