Saturday, April 18, 2009

If My Children Ever Ask How Much Their Mother Loves Them...

Over the past week, I have taken it into my head to start irradicating the woods beside our home of honeysuckle. You would not believe the comments I have gotten from people when I tell them this. "Oh! But honeysuckle smells so good!" And the point is? Because it is also a good cover for the five million snakes that want to live in that same woods and come wriggling up to our house so they can sleep in my bed at night. Case in Point: first snake sighting of the season occurred today for Alan and Matthew and Michael down at the creek...I didn't see it, so I'm not ready to start counting yet.

Not surprisingly, I am also finding some poison ivy which is getting ripped out, too. I have been wearing jeans and a long-sleeve t-shirt and gloves, but I still have some (i*t*c*h*y) bumps on my hands and arms. My precious kiddos are living in the woods these days, so they have The Poison on them, too. But because their Mummy loves them so much, I am willing to sacrifice myself to become one big itching mass so that they might never itch again.

It's been a while since I've been able to be so dramatic.

Anyway, some honeysuckle pulling observations I have made:
1. There is a whole lot more poison ivy in our actual flower beds than I am finding in the woods.
2. KNOCK ON WOOD: not one sign of a snake yet. Yet.
3. We have yet another dead pine tree waiting to fall down. Note to self: find chainsaw.
4. There are a whole lot of rocks underneath the vines and leaves. Also a shotgun shell, old tennis ball, cicada exoskeletons, snails, old drink cans/bottles, etc.
5. Clearly I am not so much in shape as evidenced by my sleeplessness at 3 am due to aching muscles.
6. It's amazing what a difference it makes to pull out these vines. Much neater, cleaner looking forest floor. You are welcome to come eat off of it.

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