I fought the Kudzu and the Kudzu won

About a year ago our book club was reading The gods in Alabama and I asked everyone what in the world is Kudzu. My friend Laura pointed me over to wikipedia. Now, I have some first hand experience with the stuff.

For father's day, in addition to presents, three lovely home cooked meals, home made sweet tea, and lots of sweetness; I mowed the lawn for Jeff. Mandy helped. My back yard is more like a attempted to be tamed forest than a lawn. The vegetation growing in our back yard is all cut to the size of grass, and we mow it like grass, but there are all kinds of things growing back there. All kinds of bugs too. The kudzu grows up the fence and all over the place like wild fire. It is hard to get down, especially when you decide to attack the lawn in the mid afternoon instead of the morning when it is cool.

We also have a lot of sand and loose dirt between patches of vegetation. Which means that the process of mowing kicks up quite a bit of dust. I came in the house for covered with sweat and dirt, just covered. Several blisters too. I hope Jeff enjoyed laying around watching TV and playing on my computer all day.

After I finished the lawn Jeff went for a bike ride with Amanda, imagine what the neighbors must think of him. Me mowing, then him out on a bike ride. We have so much work to do on our yard. It is good exercise!