Winter is Over

Well, it had to happen. Winter is over.
The sun is shining and the birds are flying around again.
People are out walking and the shorts come out from storage.
It's a good thing, right?
Wrong.

The grass is growing, the weeds are growing.
And with the sun out, you can see how dirty the patio really is.
How high the dead sticks pile up.
And how nasty the house got during the snow.

I go to work. Then I get home in the afternoon to relax, and enjoy a little peace and quiet.
Right? Wrong again.
The Warden orders the powerwasher. Torture? Almost.

The patio looks great now.
But the tall grass is keeping the water from running off.
Tomorrow? Please? Honey?

Pity is given. I shall put it off as long as possible.
She can't watch me all the time.