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If the man doesn’t have a project, he’s not happy.

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Working with our contractor has ended for now but will resume in a week or two. And God forbid my retired husband should enjoy himself and do something fun. No…

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He’s decided to lay perforated drainage pipe.

You know, the one I told him to lay last year when he installed that drainage box.

Ever since we had the driveway redone last year water has been funneling down to our kitchen landing/porch and in heavy rain we step outside to a river.

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The catch basin was a good idea, but the husband poo poo’d the extra effort involved in laying pipe saying it wasn’t necessary.

Guess what?

It was.

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So today…

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Trench work began.

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With some help from his cousin.

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Rock and clay don’t make it easy.

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Random nonsense.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is an interactive television watcher.

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Especially when it’s a Nature documentary on birds of prey.

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Summer is coming.

You’re welcome.

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It’s been a weird, cold and wet spring. We still have temperatures dropping to 40 so while the grass is a stunning vibrant green…

Most of the trees haven’t leafed out yet.

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Not that His Lordship cares, there are still mice to hunt.

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The Orioles are still here and eating jars of grape jelly faster than I can buy them. They’re beautiful and hungry.

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A bluebird, just because.

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And in local news…

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My town’s Facebook page is usually good for a smile or two and I check in occasionally to see what the locals are up to.

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Hmm.

That can’t be good.

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That’s definitely not good… and another reason I don’t mind looking like a weirdo walking Dudley around our property on a leash.

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It is indeed. I had to stop on the side of the road just yesterday and help a big fellow across before he was squashed.

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