During times when my back yard doesn't look like the backdrop for a scene from the Grapes of Wrath, it bears a striking resemblance to a game of pick-up sticks ready & waiting to be played. The massive silver maple that dominates the back yard is a very messy tree, and by the end of winter the yard looks like a tornado might have passed through. This means multiple rounds of picking up sticks and branches before the yard can be mowed. So while I'm feeling a little ahead of where I usually am at this time of year with the front yard, I'm running a little behind in the back. I need to get out and play a few games of pick-up sticks....
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