Our yard was in desperate need of mowing after having lost our previous mower at the end of the last season to the sticky fingers of a thief who absconded with the instrument. Of course it happened about the same time Mister was released from his employment of 15 years (the depressed economy caused a downsizing at his company). So the yard just grew. While one person, after seeing a picture, declared that she would love to have this yard, unmowed, for her own, we can attest to the fact that she wouldn’t really if she saw the full thing in person as we do.
The neglect of the yard had allowed some flowers to spring up among the grass and weediness. Although these had been around for years and did not belong in the middle of the yard, we hadn’t really noticed since normally the grass was kept trimmed. Only the so called good fortune of lacking a mower allowed us to see the problem. I (HittyG) had previously rescued some daffodils from the center of the grassy area and relocated them, just prior to Geneva’s arrival. Now that Mister was not only gainfully re-employed, it was well past time for a new tool and the mowing to begin. Mister selected a lovely green version this time.
Hitty Geneva inspects the mower and says it looks like a good one, but cautions Mister to be careful using it as she has heard that they can prove quite dangerous.
Geneva had noticed that there were also some lovely little grape hyacinths out in the yard, and she enlisted my help in moving them to safety prior to their “beheading” by the mower.
We make the identification. Once confirmed that this was, indeed, a grape hyacinth, we were ready to track down others.
Aha - we have spotted the motherlode of grape hyacinths. Clearly, our work is cut out for us.
We had quite a pile that we rescued, but digging up the plants proved exhausting, and we finally had to stop.
We asked Person to help us in the re-planting, both to find a suitable location as well as with the difficult task of digging an appropriate hole in which to re-plant them.
Hitty Geneva helps with the watering in of the plants.
Don't they look great here? We are proud of our efforts to save them from certain destruction.
While in the great outdoors, Geneva Grace stumbled on other nearby inhabitants and was able to have her picture made with the local wildlife.
Posing with the Richmond Meerkats, a family relocated here courtesy of G3 and GoodWitch, our Person's DS and DIL
By this time, Mister had begun the process of eliminating the jungle and turning it back into a lawn area, but of course he hadn’t heeded the caution given to him and came inside wounded and bleeding, asking for Band-Aids and antiseptic.
Unbelievably, he managed this via a plastic cover on the oil fill to the mower. Hitty Geneva simply tisk-tisked and applied first aid.
After we all got cleaned up from our day outdoors, Mister took us to Mexico for dinner. No, we didn’t fly there. It’s a local family-owned small chain of Mexican restaurants in the Richmond area that serves good food fast (not fast food – note the difference). I believe this restaurant was the location of my own first outing location when I came to live with Person many years ago.
Thinking it a lovely joke, Hitty Geneva is pleased to be able to truthfully tell folks that we took her to Mexico.
After the home made salsa and chips, who needs dinner?
It was another lovely day spent visiting with Hitty Geneva Grace.
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