I went out today and attacked mean-bush.
Yep, that's 'mean-bush'.
I have no idea what kind of plant/bush this thing is, so I just call it 'mean-bush'.
Mean bush is a big prickly bush thing that is growing beside my fence in my back yard. It's over grown, it's prickly and it always grabs and scratches anyone who ventures near it. This thing has serious thorns and serious attitude. This bush is MEAN.
So I decided yesterday, before the thing could grow back leaves and more branches, that I was going to cut it down and dig it out.
Did I mention mean-bush is big?
Um, and have I told you that this sucker is mean?
After a three hour battle this afternoon, mean-bush is only half gone from my garden and my left hand is swollen with scratches. I had to throw out a pair of gardening gloves because they are covered in blood from mean-bush's
I'm going to Home Depot tomorrow to get some reinforcements. I'm planning on buying big shears and some thicker gloves that I can use to protect myself when I go into combat again against mean-bush.
And my battles won't be over once mean-bush is defeated. No, after I slay him I then need to go back into the garden and take on 'dead-tree'.
Yep, 'dead-tree' must be taken out too. He's not as mean, but dead-tree is much bigger than mean-bush and is a more unpredictable foe.
Tell me again, why did I want spring to arrive so badly?