Gate is Done and Hung, Going after the Puncture Vine

Finally, the gate is done and hung.  Now I am working on pulling up some of the puncture vine and hope  to start priming and painting the lower half of the house next weekend, if temperatures.  Never ending work, but I love it.  It bothers me that so many things need doing and I don’t like relaxing knowing I’m not doing those.  I think after 20 years on this project, I need to learn to kickback and enjoy because it is never going to be finished to my satisfaction.

Looking East to West.  Fence and gate are done.
Looking East to West. Fence and gate are done.
Looking West to East
Looking West to East
A better picture of the gate
A better picture of the gate
Looking through the fence to the back pastures
Looking through the fence to the back pastures

Now for a little more details on the puncture vines.  They are all over the place.  The seed spreads by puncturing the tires of the mower until they see a little spot then they pop off and imbed themselves in the ground.  5 years ago we didn’t see any but we can’t hardly get ahead of it now.

Another thing I did this weekend was to groom Kinzie.  She really doesn’t like it, so I have give her lots of hugs and kisses.  I put her up on an old coffee table then I don’t have to sit on the floor of bend over so much as I am not that agile or limber any more and these old bones hurt.  When I was finished with as much as she would let me and I told her to get down.  Instead she curled up and took a nap.  I sure do love my fur-baby.

Kinzie on the old coffee table which has been turned into a grooming table.
Kinzie on the old coffee table which has been turned into a grooming table.

While working on this post I heard my grandson Leon out front of the house trying to pull an old lawn mower out of the weeds, as he is going to work on that as a project this summer.  Uncle Troy is going to mentor him in doing it.  This is going to be interesting.  I guess he has a mechanical interest.  That can’t be a bad thing.

In pulling out the mower, he came upon a bee’s hive.  A pretty BIG bee’s hive.  You should have seen that city boy run, but I think his dad ran faster.  Hehe.  Here’s a few pictures for you viewing pleasure.

Watch those boys run

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Leon's project
Leon’s project
Checking out the hive.
Checking out the hive.
A double shot of bee spray
A double shot of bee spray
Running for the hills
Running for the hills

Now that made my afternoon.

Back to the weeds.  Here is my solution to the goats head aka puncture vine, gather together the vine as much as possible without dropping the pointy seeds, dig down to get the root and pull up and put in a container for disposal.  Then you can lay a piece of styrofoam on the ground and walk on it and it will come up with a lot of the loose seeds stuck on it.  Now you just scrape those little devils into the container.  You can never get them all, but you can get a lot of them.  The styrofoam idea came from a co-work.  It works Walt.  Wahoo.  🙂

One cluster of puncture vine.  You can identify it by it's lacy leaves and yellow flowers, and it thorny seeds.
One cluster of puncture vine. You can identify it by it’s lacy leaves and yellow flowers, and it thorny seeds.
an even bigger patch along the driveway.
an even bigger patch along the driveway.
The weed digger and disposal kit.
The weed digger and disposal kit.

Well, I guess that about sums up my weekend.  Back to the salt mines tomorrow.  Weekends go by too fast, but I don’t know that I could physically deal with a longer weekend.

Annie, The weed pullin’, gate hangin’ country girl.

Cleaning up the Appraiser is coming

The appraiser called and will be coming out Monday afternoon to do the appraisal on the house.  This is the dream house that we have been building for almost 20 years.  Needs to appraise it for the bank loan.  He will assess what the value should be when it is finished.  That takes a little imagination and being able to see the potential.  The contractors have been working on the inside and starting to frame in some of the closets and the plumbers and electricians have been working their magic, but it is still really rough.

Unfortunately, the grounds around the house are riddled with weeds and that takes a lot away from the appearance of the home.  I am hoping the appraiser can see the potential.  I have been out there weed eating and pulling up puncture vine which has spread all over.  Our riding mower needs a starter and is hard to start.  The parts have been ordered and I hope they come in today.  In the meantime I have been using the weed-eater.  That little gem was something I bought for Lynn for Father’s day about 15 years ago.  He used it once, but I use it every summer.  It is leaking oil but I manage to start it and use it anyway.  Some day it will need to go in for a spa day and be rejuvenated.  But for right now I hope it hangs in there.  It can rest in December.

Handy dandy weed wacker.  Momma's toy.

Handy dandy weed whacker. Momma’s toy.

Thought I would get out of the sun for a bit and work on the blog, but will be heading out there again in a little bit.  I sure hope all the weed pulling and hauling and moving  shows up when I weigh in on the scale this week.  Being lighter would just be a bonus.

Okay, as much as I am loving this house, the one thing I’m really looking for is a nice lush green lawn and flowers.  It isn’t in the construction budget, but I am hoping that when I sell the house we are in, that I can get it professionally landscaped with a sprinkling system and the maintenance would be much simpler.

I grew us on the streets of Detroit where the sidewalks and alleys were my play ground.  I thought we were rich when my mother was finally able to purchase a house that had a postage-sized yard.  Loved mowing the yard (push mower) and planting flowers.  Then a blight came to the area and we lost all the elms to the “Dutch Elm” disease, then the riots and unrest came and we had to move.  I have longed for a nice green lush yard ever since.  Some day it will happen.

During my weed-eating this morning, I was accompanied by my sweet collie Kinzie.  She is my rock.  She makes me live in the moment.  When I get anxious or down, she lifts me up.  Unconditional love that is what she gives me.

My lovely Kenzie
My lovely Kenzie

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More photos of the clean-up and inside of the house, later.

Annie, Master Weed Whacker