I love summer in Edmonton
How much do I love summer in Edmonton? I love it sooooooo much that I passed on an invitation for beer in favour of spending 3 and a half hours cleaning up the backyard for a summer bbq tomorrow night. 3+ hours of weedwacking (when they say use eye protection, they sooooooo mean it), hedge-trimming, and lifting the lawnmower back and forth over the fence because the stupid back gate is, well, stupid.
And does my yard look like a paradise fit for the consumption of copious amounts of caipirinas? Well, not exactly. I have realized that our lawn is probably the most environmentally friendly in the neighbourhood, which means it looks like crap. This probably due in large part to the fact that the only time we ever water the lawn is when Lucy wants to play in the sprinkler, so only tiny isolated patches ever get hydrated. And the hedges aren’t exactly looking like Scissorhands masterpieces. But at least they’re looking a little less like Day of the Triffids.
But ah well, tomorrow night it shan’t matter much what state the yard is in. ‘Cause summer in Edmonton rocks.
And does my yard look like a paradise fit for the consumption of copious amounts of caipirinas? Well, not exactly. I have realized that our lawn is probably the most environmentally friendly in the neighbourhood, which means it looks like crap. This probably due in large part to the fact that the only time we ever water the lawn is when Lucy wants to play in the sprinkler, so only tiny isolated patches ever get hydrated. And the hedges aren’t exactly looking like Scissorhands masterpieces. But at least they’re looking a little less like Day of the Triffids.
But ah well, tomorrow night it shan’t matter much what state the yard is in. ‘Cause summer in Edmonton rocks.
posted by Electrolucy @ 8:56 PM
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