Hmm, I'm trying to prove that to be true, but it is slow going. Today I tackled weeding our rock wall. It runs rampant with all the things I hate most about weeding. Big stickery weeds, lots of morning glory (which I learned on Jeopardy grows counter-clockwise), snails, and of course, spiders.
There is nothing worse than grasping a large clump of weed, and simultaneously hearing and feeling the crunching squish of snail. I shudder just thinking of it.
Well, maybe I spoke too soon. Perhaps the worst thing is a large spider darting out of its crevice in the wall right at my hand.
Just as I had decided not to continue weeding (too many of above incidents happening), Austin and Matthew came out to help me. I decided to continue working. Their conversation kept me diverted.
Here is the best conversation of the day:
Matthew: G'ma, here is a spider web! (Like I hadn't noticed.)
Me: Yes
Matthew: G'ma, spiders live in a spider web. (Like I didn't know that.)
Me: Yes
Matthew: G'ma, I will protect you from the spiders with my weeding tool!
Sweeter words have never been spoken!
I was traumatized for years by squishing snails while weeding. It is a horrid feeling. And not because I feel bad for the snail.
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