Jeannette has
already mentioned that we now are the owners of an acre of land – right in the
middle of the city. It’s like living out in the country, but just a few blocks
away from the town square. We’ve never owned more land than a standard
residential lot, and there have been times when keeping those lots maintained
seemed more than I could handle. You know the story . . . fast growing weeds;
the need to apply pre-emergent to stave off the stickers that will appear in
summer; pruning the trees and shrubs; spraying for bag worms; treating for fire
ants; baiting for moles, and watering. And that’s just a typical residential
lot!
I don’t know if
we live in the city, or the country, or in the city-country. We now have a lot
as big as a football field with what appears to be knee-high coastal grass. In
addition, there are 20+ fruit trees; dozens of dead trees that need removal
before they fall and cause damage; 3 foot tall ornamental cactus plants coming
out the wazoo (ouch); several long rows of planted veggies that appear to be
garlic; rows and patches of unidentified soon-to-bloom flowers all about; and
who knows what else!?!
I’ve been telling
people you can almost hear the property making yawning sounds like a big monster
awakening from its hibernation, ready to get with it, and hungry. I’m just a
little bit scared. No, I’m a lot scared!
Living in the Country =
Varmints
Speaking of
sounds, we’ve been lying in bed at night listening to an owl (or owls), hooting
away just like in the cartoons, which happens to be as close as I’ve ever been
to an owl. There have been other strange animal sounds too. The neighbor says
we have raccoons. Armadillos have been plowing up the ground around the house
in search of whatever they like to eat?? At least I think it Armadillo divots –
if not . . . we have hogs. Neighborhood cats seem to like hanging out around
here so that means you know what. (I’m not allowed to say it because Melody and
Katy will get the creeps). And of course, there are the usual skunks, buzzards,
etc.
Oh my gosh, I
can’t imagine what’s going to show up here when warm weather gets in full gear.
The city park and Bosque “so-called” River are just a couple of hundred yards
away behind us. For my sake I’m not going to say the “S” word, because I’m
scared to death of them.
Aspen will certainly love the
invasion of bugs that go along with this environment. I’m fully aware that it’s
their turf, so I plan to look for some 1” thick rugged boots that will come up
to my waist. Then I’ll feel safe walking about on my property.
J
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