08.03.06
Sproing Cleaning
The thing I hate about pruning is when you have to let go of a branch and it sproings back at you and slaps you in the face.
That and Platelicker’s land mines, buried so nicely in the newly-tall weeds. Aw, thanks pooch, you shouldn’t have.
Meanwhile, two small hints of things to come:
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Also, soon appearing on our sidebar: an exciting two-word phrase containing the initials R.A.
(No, not Rodent Alert, you doof.)




March 9th, 2006 at 12:10 am
You must have a much more aggressive approach to pruning than I do. Pull the branch toward you before you cut, then it will sproing away. ;+)
Royal Academy
Random Access
Rotten Apple
Run Around
March 9th, 2006 at 4:04 am
Rhodies, Ack! Randomly Aiming, Rending Arm.
Rodent Alert? Really Amateur!
Rather Aprehend:
Randomly Adaptive Real Audio Running Amok ‘Round A Randy Assistant(cook).
Rather Appropriate?
March 9th, 2006 at 9:11 am
B’gina: Kitchenmage has it right with the Randomly Aiming bit. It’s those dang branches that include auxilliary branches. Pull one toward you, and a second one goes all random, and then Sproing. Thwap.
And yeah, I get aggressive. So do the shrubs. :-)
Randy Assistant? Hmmmm…
March 10th, 2006 at 10:54 am
Really Annoying!
March 10th, 2006 at 11:02 am
Hey!
March 12th, 2006 at 6:57 am
I know what you mean about landmines. My family had four dogs for several years. Needless to say, we kids never played in the backyard. And if we every had to venture out there, we knew to stay on the dogs trails which were always landmine free.