The yard waste dump
The yard waste dump
There is something ...special/ cathartic/ freeing ...about occasionally going to the yard waste dump. You take all the waste you want to get rid of, pack your vehicle as full as possible and when you get there you just dump it all without worrying about what happens to it or where it will go.
Your vehicle is empty and the yard no longer has unsightly bags on the perimeter reminding you that it's not perfect...until you stroll around and see sticks, weeds, plants to move and/or split.
It is a never ending battle...although battle is probably the wrong word.
I guess I wouldn't do it if I did not find some pleasure in my yard.
There is something ...special/ cathartic/ freeing ...about occasionally going to the yard waste dump. You take all the waste you want to get rid of, pack your vehicle as full as possible and when you get there you just dump it all without worrying about what happens to it or where it will go.
Your vehicle is empty and the yard no longer has unsightly bags on the perimeter reminding you that it's not perfect...until you stroll around and see sticks, weeds, plants to move and/or split.
It is a never ending battle...although battle is probably the wrong word.
I guess I wouldn't do it if I did not find some pleasure in my yard.
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