Day 1263: Boot sucking mud

More rain this morning.  Heavy drenching rain.  Clearing and steamy by noon.  Creek's rushing, yard's flooded, mosquitoes are buzzing. The deer visited overnight and snacked on my lilies.  We debated whether to spray last night, but knew it was going to rain.  It was a gamble we lost.

I suited up in long pants and a long sleeve shirt over my swim suit, donned socks and knee high boots to tackle the property line garden.  Globs of mud came up with the roots and spattered all over my face and clothes.  Sweat dripped of my nose, but I kept going.   Mud sucked at my boots as I waded through the swampy garden, yanking tall weeds.  Thirty feet of the worst overgrowth is under control.  Stripping off filthy layers, I flung them on the steps and jumped in the pool.

After pulling weeds and another mile in the pool, I could barely lift my arms.  That's ok, it was nothing a Mexican sundae couldn't fix.

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