As you can see from the picture, it's back, growing like a green monster.
The thought of putting who knows how many more hours ripping out its fingers, toes, trunk, and whatever else I can reach soured my thoughts. Some of the roots are as big as my arm!
After removing seventy, yes seventy, pickup loads of debris from our yard last year, I really thought we were done with major projects, and we only had to maintain the flowerbeds and mow the lawn.
Deciding to procrastinate over one more cup of coffee, I opened my emails and perused book sales, usually a sure fire way of making even the worst days better.
However this morning, one of the titles hit home a little too close, and I don't find it remotely funny. Well, after I think about it, maybe it is a little funny.
What are the chance of this happening on this particular day?
I'd say God sometimes has a weird sense of humor. Then, maybe He's trying to tell me to lighten up a bit. After all, my vine isn't exactly as sinister as this one, is it? The Vines
