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| The freshly remulched back 40. |
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| A yard of woodchips is a joy forever--or at least for another couple of years til I have to do this again. |
A bevvy of friends arrived from Parts Beyond and moved my mulch into my back yard Sunday, even though it took more than twice as long as the hour I had estimated. Then we all had pizza and then I took most of them out to Baskin Robbins for ice cream. We must be growing up--no one ordered a banana split or a sundae or anything at all like that; it was all single scoops of just ice cream! Someone wanted to order a Zoo, but we reminded him that was Farrell's (remember Farrell's?), not BR.
Anyway, thanks ever so much, Linda, Linda and Paul, Earl and Barbara, Jim, Jim, Ron, and Loren and kids.
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