Yesterday morning I headed down the laneway to the entrance of the farm with shovel in hand. I've been working diligently on removing stones from the grass for the past month but have avoided this area for good reason.
I mean, really, this is ridiculous. I am seriously thinking of just leaving it there. I'm not really one of those people who care so much about appearances. I don't have to keep up with Jones' because the only neighbours I have are the wildlife across the road. But there are some lovely gardens out front and when the trees grow in, it will look just too pretty to leave as is.
Can you see the heep in the photo above, to the left? That's not the driveway, that's the driveway on my lawn. And because of, looks like this.
We have a bag of flyers thrown at the end of our laneway which 9 out of 10 times they end up in recycling without ever being looked at because the newspaper guy hits one of these puddles every single time.
Even though the grass is within a foot away. I swear I think he does it on purpose.