Since I had no car, I ran no errands.  Instead, I went out back and spent a sweaty hour pulling weeds.  It was great!  The area of the back yard that needs work is quiet, completely protected from the wind and fragrant, as it hold four large garden boxes in which we (our neighbors and us) are growing tomatoes, beans, herbs and squash.  Unfortunately we're also growing tumbleweeds and thistle.

I pulled up a lot of thistle.

I only had one lawn bag left, so I filled it and just made piles of the rest of the lawn debris.  I'll get bags tomorrow.

I thought about walking the two blocks to my neighborhood hardware store, a place I dearly love.

I could have mailed the netflix disc I finished last night, picked up bags and checked out their hedge clippers.

We used to have a pair of awesome clippers.  The kind with really long handles and short, curved, super sharp blades.  Two years ago I used them to hack down all our lilac bushes, which had grown way too tall and scraggly.  I wanted them short and full.  Now they are.  Except the one plant that died. 

I didn't kill it!

When I chopped the four of them down, one came out at the roots, I swear!  It had no leaves, either.  Dead, grey sticks is all it was.  I call that a dead plant.

I love a good set of clippers.  But when I went looking for them to address the problem of the three small trees trying to grow back by the veggie garden, I couldn't find any thing but our long bladed run of the mill clippers.

Those are fine for some trimming but you can't cut a green trunk with them.

Jay said he thinks maybe he got rid of the good ones, mistaking them for a bolt cutter.

He probably did although that makes no sense to me, either.  Why get rid of bolt cutters?  Those suckers come in handy!

Bottom line; we need new hedge clippers.

So...walk two blocks in the sunny, breezy 75 degrees or leave the piles of dead weeds to rot while I pour myself a diet rootbeer and read my book on the porch?

Hey, it's Ann Coulter's newest.  What would you have done?