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As I feared, the shrubbery at the front of our house received an extreme haircut.
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I know my husband needs room to replace the porch…
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But it doesn’t mean I wasn’t cringing when he fired up the trimmer.
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And when he was finished with those?
He moved along to the bushes in front of our office, which are equally as large but harder to reach.
How hard you ask?
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Hard enough that he had to come inside, open the windows and trim from there.
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Where there’s a will, my husband will find a way.
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River's world..... 
Did he use a leaf blower to send all the debris in the last photo back out the window?
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He did not. That’s what I’m here for…
🥴
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Sigh.
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Oh my! The balancing to get to the front shrubbery looks pretty dangerous!
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Ooh, now I want a power trimmer like the one he’s got!
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In the proper hands, it’s wonderful.
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Looks down at hands. Wonders if they’re proper.
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Ask Tara. She’ll know…
😉
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Pretty sure she’s say not a chance.
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Well, you can always live vicariously through my guy…
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That’s how I trim the bushes in front of my house – through the porch windows.
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There’s no other way here.
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It will come back! I’ve trimmed bushes by hanging out the window too.
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He’s sooooo determined, it’s incredible. Surely everything will come back even healthier. 🫣
How’s your toe? Been having difficulty commenting on your posts on my travel laptop. 🥹
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Still black. Still painful…
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Pretty clever!
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