Friday, July 13, 2012
Generally speaking, Mike and I are quite compatible. That doesn’t mean that we agree about most things, (HA! Far from it!) but we politely agree to disagree. As I often tell him, he does have the right to be wrong. So if he wants to watch some black and white movie about World War I with closed captioning, I simply watch something on my television with the sound on.
Since it is grilling season in Vermont, he likes to have hamburgers, hot dogs, and steaks a whole lot more than I. But he can grill his meat selection and I’ll make something heavy on the vegetarian side. Right now, I am in a spicy lentil salad loop. I made up a big batch—meal planning solved for the week.
However, we are never going to agree about this:
I am not against a shade tree. I would have been happy to go to a nursery and purchase a nice shade tree that we could then have planted—oh, I don’t know--maybe fifteen or twenty feet out into the lawn. But no. That would present a mowing obstacle.
And messy. Please. The shedding seeds in the spring are followed by leaves all summer long that yellow and fall. The yellow leaves are not even noticeable on the tree until fall, but they cover the roof, the deck and breezeway for most of the summer.
Although it does host all manner of song birds, it is an ugly tree. We are going to continue to agree to disagree about this one. I do wish we owned a chain saw. I wish I had an accident with the weed whacker years ago.
P.S. Mike informed me that he also hates the tree, but is remaining where it is because of the shade and the bird entertainment...and its lack of disruption to his mowing pattern.