Hectic Heaven

I attacked the blackberry bush, but it didnt go without a fight..

Yesterday I decided it was time to get rid of the blackberry bush that seems to have taken up residence by my front door... now part of this is my fault because a few years ago my dad told me I needed  to get that bush nipped in the bud before it took over... and being the whatever it is I am.. I decided I was going to get enough berries off of it for a pie...which I did...but then I didnt get rid of it...I ignored it and it grew...so much so that it was threatening to over take the front porch and climb right in DDs  Bedroom...now this bush was also  my piece of mind in away... because I new with that  mean, ole thorny bush there NO one was going to try to climb thru that bedroom window, her going out or anyone going in.. 

Well yesterday was the day, I got a pair of nippers with long handles and rake and went to town...at first i was just cutting any cane I could reach.. then I got the rake and started pulling it from the back..and DD would cut anything that came up tight... well eventually with alot of  blood and sweat that amazingly big bush is gone...but not without leaving a few scratches on me in rememberance...and it even invaded my dreams last night..

I dreamt that I dug up the roots of the  bush and there underneath it was a hole filled with,  get this  Potatoes,... ok now I KNOW I have been thinking way to much about gardening... 

Yesterday DD and I went to the store to get stuff to get the mower going, so we can cut this grass before it gets to our waist.. while there we came across some raspberry  starts...and I was drooling over them... my dear sweet daughter said... well heck mom I was going to take you out for lunch for your Birthday, but if you would rather have the raspberry's plants...  so we got the  starts, and now I am trying to figure out the best place to start a berry bed...  I also have some strawberry's that need to find a permanent home as well

The hardest thing about living with people, is I seem to never be able to find what tool I need, because somone else got there first...Now dont get me wrong I love my family, but when it comes to putting my tools back it just never happens....and when I find them, I put them back in the tool area.   But I think the time has come...we will have to separate...I cant stand any more of this... I will have to have my own tools..I just dont have the time or patients to follow them  around picking them up...