Well, tree work is almost done- here’s a lovely pic of what the neighbors call “the berm”. I’ve been using the roof rake to pull the peak away from the trees we want to keep there before they begin to show damage from the heat and moisture... should be good work for a bit. Gotta love mulch.
65: Wall
I was in love
With a wall
Big
Jolly
And
Tall
I thought
It was whole
Till I
Found a hole
Then I realized
She was letting evil through
Some items of hers
Mixed in
With my joy
And now
I spend life
Breaking free
I was once
In love
With a wall
Turned out
She was a prison after all
Only a civ
To let poison in
Where now
It’s my lens
To the world
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