All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought ’twas all in fun…
POP! Goes the weasel

Penny for a spool of thread
Penny for a needle
That’s the way the money goes…
POP! Goes the weasel

The painter needs a ladder and brush
The artist needs an easel;
The dancers need a fiddler’s tune…
POP! Goes the weasel

I’ve no time to where to sigh
Or to tell the reason why
Kiss me quick, I’m off, good-bye…
POP! Goes the weasel

Why did I post this? Well, today I beat Satan’s Putting Green into submission. I also decided on a compromise to a contention betwixt a White Mulberry (MORUS ALBA) and myself. The thing wants to take over. I didn’t plant it and I believe it was left as a gift by a passing bird. In any event, I have been trying to get rid of the thing for a few years now. I have cut and chopped and tugged and pulled and the damn thing keeps coming back. I reached a decision today. I am not going to try fighting it, I am going to trim it. I read that they can grow up to 15 meters (50 feet for the ones who don’t do metric) tall. Uhuh. Challenge accepted! I am going to keep it trimmed to a maximum of 3 feet (1 meter). Lets see how it likes being a shrubbery. The Knights Who Say Neigh would be proud!

Another thing I do when out in the yard is check over all my antennas. There are a few limbs I need to take down but on the whole they look ok. Enough for now.

Namaste, kiddos