Don’t let the title fool you. It is not Christmas, and that’s not Santa on our roof. We’ll maybe it is, but she doesn’t have a bag full of toys. Yes, it is Sylvia.
Yesterday, was wonderful and sunny. I had noticed that in heavy rains, and we’ve had a lot of them lately, the gutter that runs beside the kitchen and dining area runs over with water. That gutter needed to be cleaned and the rest needed to be checked.
Sylvia, the volunteer, went up that tower on the back corner of the garage and walked the roof to access the nature and scope of our gutter-cleaning project. About 20 feet of gutter had to be cleaned. I brought out the ladder and with that we soon had the job finished.
As we were finishing, Sylvia observed that the shrubs would soon cover the windows. I promised to take care of the job. A few minutes later, I had a pair of long-handled loppers in my hand and was beginning to work on the end shrub. I have tried to keep the growth cut back with an electric hedge trimmer, but every year the top just seemed to creep up. It would require major surgery.
It took a while with both of us working at it. We got this far and then decided to continue at a later time.
It required some planning and packing to fit all the debris into the tractor’s front-end loader, but we did. (Wish you were here Pricilla to help process those shrubs. Fortunately, it looks like more rain today. I don’t really want to prune another shrub today.
Look at her go. 🙂
I climbed up on a roof to do roof repair once (hurricanes had roofers backed up with work for months and I didn’t want to live w/a blue tarp hanging off of my roof). No fun at all, but I felt accomplished anyhoo. 8)
Sounds like your foot’s moving right along if you’re out and about pruning. :cheer:
You have a very brave wife! I’m impressed.
Thanks Verla. She certainly is brave. When she was teaching she would go into neighborhoods that policemen only entered with backup. That’s where her students lived. She is my most admired mortal. :angelic:
You’d never get me up on a roof. I discovered last year while high up on a ladder that I’m afraid of heights. I’ve been obsessed with that fear ever since.
I don’t mind heights, but these days I’m still recovering foot surgery. There was a time when I’d rather climb a tall tower than eat lunch, but that was long ago. It only takes one look at me to confirm that. :rofl:
Go Sylvia!! I like a gal who does the job–no matter what. No time for princesses. 🙂
Don’t you wish you could rent Pricilla and her friends for those odd jobs around the house? I need them for the lawn that is growing by the minute.
I believe that Larry the Cable Guy picked up his motto from observing Sylvia. She certainly get things done! :frolic:
I sometimes do. Pricilla’s kin folk next door keep Meghan’s farm looking well groomed. 8)
wow! she is so brave! wouldn’t catch me doing that. you are a lucky guy Chuck.
I’m certainly the luckiest guy I know! :dance:
Big job! I need someone to help me put up our ladder. I can’t do it alone any more. Hooray for you.
Fortunately, we have an aluminum ladder that is not too heavy for me to move into position. 8)
That’s the thing about living in the beautiful Midwest. There is always maintenance, trimming, yard work, roof-walking. I hope Sylvia can stay off that roof for a good long time now. :m3:
There seems to be more maintenance required than a body can handle. I just try to keep up with the most important stuff. I would rather that she not go up on that roof. Hopefully it will be me up there next time. I have a lot more experience doing that sort of thing. :m4: