Quiet Moment, week 4 of the Dogwood Photography Photo Challenge.
I briefly entertained the idea of taking a photo of a quiet moment in my house.
There was a dog sleeping peacefully in a sunbeam. So I snuck up with my camera to capture it. But the beep of the camera caused the dog to leap up, other dogs to run to me from all directions, and a few cats to get stepped on in the process. The kids yelled to see what I was doing, pigeons flew in all directions, a duck got trampled in the commotion while the geese honked, the smoke detector sounded off, the radio blared and the chickens flew in circles.
Or something like that…
In reality this photo, captured outside, wasn’t that quite either, but I think it looks like it might have been, don’t you?
There are no winners in Riding Lawnmower Limbo.
In fact, Riding Lawnmower Limbo isn’t a thing.
No matter how tempting it looks, don’t do it.
When the branches start taunting you, trying to convince you that you can do the whole thing without ever stopping, backing up or getting off, don’t believe them.
The ducks and geese can organize their own orchard limbo. They’ll probably do fine so long as they don’t learn how to use the lawnmower…
You know why?
Because if you are mowing an area at high speeds (There are totally winners at high speed lawn mowing just so long as you have the reflexes to miss the dead cat!) and you start doing the lawnmower limbo, you will lose. You will lose your sunglasses and your ear muffs and a bunch of skin off your back and the only thing you will gain is a lump on your head for your efforts.
Because it’s the limbo.
And, as everyone knows, when you successfully limbo once, the bar just gets lower and lower and lower – until you bleed.
Apparently branches make me competitive. I went under this one, you know, the one the dog is walking around…
There is no such thing as Riding Lawnmower Limbo.
But if there were, I would totally be a star.
A high speed, bleeding, bruised star…but still a star!
Look at you!
Standing in an apple tree full of blossoms.
What do you have to be grumpy about?
That is your happy face.
Carry on then.
The weather here has been nice and our days have been spent pruning the apple trees.
I feel that, in my relative apple tree pruning inexperience, I spend a lot of time staring up at the tree and walking in circles.
I forgot about the trail camera we put out to see if we could discover who ate the ducks.
Turns out that walking in circles while looking up is exactly what I do.
Only seven more trees to go!
Hint: The chicken wins.
And those apple pests she eats, they lose too.
As soon as we mow the grass short around the trees, the chickens are happy to help us clean up any windfalls, bugs and all, that they find lying on the ground.
Happy chickens, happy trees, happy me!