Found some time for the yard!

The neighbors seemed extra friendly today. "Look honey, the Wilsons are finally logging their yard." It was about that bad. After a fair bit of tinkering and kicking of tires, I finally stumbled upon the solution for the lawn mower that has been parked in the middle of our front yard for a week because it wouldn't run: a good dose of starting fluid. Nothing like a snort of highly flammable spray to get one moving.

Some of them red and yellow and pinkish flower thingys.


And some white flowers on a little tree we have. There are about six blooming on one branch. Very exciting! And the bush things by the ditch are about to burst forth. What do you call those things again Shauna? Lilac I think...


Roobarb! Rubarb? Rhubarb. There we go. Got rid of the red underline that means "You don't know how to spell, do you?"
And strawberries by the house.
Let's see.
You have a pie pan don't you dear?
(That's the lawn growing front of the rhubarb. A bit over due for a haircut.)


We have been very kindly loaned a riding mower. Quite nice! Yes, if you were wondering earlier why I didn't just push the mower out of the front yard when it wouldn't start, here's your answer. Ok, so I probably could have had Shauna push it to the side but she was busy. Besides, pushing the mower because you can't get it to run is just embarrassing.
Anyway, apparently the last owners didn't have a riding mower. Or they had two: one stored in the front yard, the other in the back. But then, there would still be one in the back yard.


Looks like we'll need to build a wider gate to fit the new hole.


Not sure if this is up to Ohio standards. But this is just little old south Idaho after all. I did get the mower going after I saw the neighbor had his lawn freshly mowed- but that was just coincidence. Either mow it today or harvest it next weekend. We're going full tilt on planting. The weather set us back six days so the planting crews are working seven days a week. Hooray for not being on a planting crew!


Even has its own place in the garage. Now that's something to be proud of.