Filling Your Niche


I decided to take my frustrations out on the little side-yard out back of our bedroom door. It’s a disaster; it’s been overrun by weeds and thigh-high Bermuda grass. With both beyond the mower’s capacity to tame at this point, I scrounged up my gardening gloves and hand shears, popped in some ass-kickin’ music, and…

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