Yucca Yanking

Bullydozer arrives very early today.  I guess I'm no longer an intimidation factor.   They probably did their homework and found out I'm a reTIRED journalist.

But the curiosities continue.  Bullydozer is running all over the place, pumping black smoke into the atmosphere.   But I see no result? He is not scraping away the topsoil? Looks to me like he is just wasting some very expensive fuel.

But alas, sometimes Bullydozer is quicker than the eye.  Some function hidden in his mass is actually yanking yuccas out of the ground. And then somehow he is finding someway to dump them in big piles along the fence line.  The things you learn.

One thing I learn is that when Bullydozer comes close? All the rabbits in the field run into your backyard.

I cover an execution up in Wyoming once?  Well the urban legend has it that when they broke ground for the prison we were at? The bullydozers unleashed more than a thousand rattlesnakes that slithered right into downtown Rawlins.

My neighbor Jerome is video taping the process here, and my other neighbor Todd is out explaining to his toddler Caleb why the green hill is turning brown before his eyes.

That may be one of the benefits of a project like this.  We may all get to know each other.  Of course there is always the chance that will NOT turn out to be a benefit.  But its all part of the adventure.

No Flax today.  We go out for breakfast and they don't have any.

We play some tennis. The mothers of two four year olds want to kick us off the court so their little darlings can take a lesson.  The pro comes along and introduces the moms to tennis ettiquette? They move over a court.

School starts next week.  That might be exciting.  But it will be tough to top watching yucca yanking.   Have a great day.