Self Talk

When I look out into my backyard after windy and rainy days I need to remind myself that I love my pine trees and that I don't want them to succumb to pine beetle. We have gone to great lengths and great expense to save our trees (systemic pesticide and pheromone packs). It would be a shame to lose them, for lots of reasons: shade, appearance, removal cost, etc...

Looking out, this morning, seeing the needles and cones still falling from my (apparently) healthy trees... I need to remind myself. "I love my trees. I love my trees. I love my trees." Hunter can't really play in the needles (although, he does and he gets poked) and they are a LOT of work to clean up, but... such is life.

My yard is so ugly in the fall. I love it, but it's ugly.

Here's what we're doing today...