We finished the pruning yesterday & hauled the brush to the curb this morning. We're tired & sore. Neither of us is used to this kind of work. As if we needed something to add to our woes, there were more fire ants, of course. Normally, I can avoid the little asshats, but both of us got bit/stung this morning, a lot. At this moment in time, nature is not my friend, it is the enemy. It made those bushes grow, so that they needed whacking. It produced those horrid little ants that were intent on attacking everything in sight. I'll get over it, but for right now, Nature, consider yourself unfriended.
Cya...
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