TG, my father finds nothing more relaxing than working his land. Battling the rabbits for control of the grass, “mustard gasing” (roundup) of the weeds, constant relocation/pruning of any yard inhabitant, maximizing green-land with a minimum of water…… He gets to play “war” and be the general. Unfornatually, when home I or my brother get to be “pfc workhorse”. My mother couldnt care less what he does with the yard as long as she doesnt have to help and gets fresh tomatoes and lemons most of the year.
Someday I have hopes to be promoted to general of my own little “battle ground”.
