It is a well established fact of life, that when it rains, weeds grow.
Every weekend, I work for an hour picking the weeds out of the gravel. It seems to be a bit of a coincidence that as soon as one of the neighbors sees me plucking weeds, they start to work on their own yards.
And usually finish long before I do.
One hires someone. Another just whacks the weeds and rakes up the bits, leaving the nubs to grow again.
I sit on a folded yoga mat and pluck the weeds, one by one by one.
I’ve filled half the garbage can full of weeds and last year’s leaves and still I haven’t managed to pick the weeds from over 20% of the front yard.
Ah well, the work is slow but it allows me time to plan world domination, or maybe just my book.
Until next time.
About Linda Andrews
Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal."
All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house?
If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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