how much crap one accumulates in one’s clothes closet over the years before one finally decides to get rid of about half of it…
Yes, it is spring cleaning day at Curmudgeon House, how did you guess?
PS: I do plan to cut grass today, just to spit in the face of Gaia.
LATER: Not only did I cut grass with the evil Bolens tractor, I used the evil gasoline-powered trimmer, too. Muhahaha.
I was going to burn leaves, but I got too tired. Maybe next week.
I also cut the grass on Earth day. I also trimmed some bushes and sprayed some Roundup and weed killer,
Then I burned some leaves — as in aged tobacco from poverty-stricken Central American nations hand rolled into a fine cigar.
Ah. Honduran or Domincan?