Mid 60's out. Pulled the weeds in front of the barn under the forebay. Still haven't moved the rest of the pine tree that was cut down. Must get it done this week 'cause it's gonna be cooler. Still trying to figure out what to do with the patio/walkway at the back of the house. Since I had the door removed, I no long need it, but if I take it out, it'll be a mud path from the dogs. It can stay there, but the grass comes up between the bricks and it's just something else I have to find the time to take care of. I'll figure it out.
Amish kids are going past the house today on their scooters. They go all the way to the top of the hill, then fly down past the house. The dogs go crazy. I was out earlier and one of the boys yelled at Cleo, I went out to the road, the girls looked at me and scurried off. The boys were already up the road. Hey, it's a public road, but don't yell at my dogs, they're doing what they're suppose to. Bark at you.
While I was going out to the road, I noticed something laying at the end of my drive. Best pick it up before it blows into the meadow. It was a dirty diaper!! What kind of low-life throws out a dirty diaper? Geesh.