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Soon enough, Spring was finally here!  The snow had melted, revealing nothing but what appeared to be grass, but was soon to be discovered as just green weeds with a few blades of grass here and there.  The trees on the property (eleven groves of trees) started to sprout leaves.  And Magpies built nests...  for bird lovers, I'd bet that would be magnificent!  And it was fascinating...  but Magpies build the biggest nests you could possibly imagine out of everything available!!  Twigs, dog hair, leaves & dirt.  Sorry: but Yuck!! 
The grass/weeds in the back forty, as we evenually, (with affection of course) called the back field, soon became overgrown.  My ex got out there with the push mower - haha.  It was funny and horrible all at the same time.  The grass got to at least 18" seemingly overnight!!  He pushed that thing about 20' and that took him at least an hour ...  Not good.  We drove over to The Home Depot that afternoon and purchased a riding lawn mower.  We are not lawn mower officionado's.  We did make sure, however, that the one we chose was good on rough terrain.  Strange little creatures, which we never seemed to ever see above ground, were creating tunnels and dirt piles everywhere!   The back yard, and the front yard, were not smooth golf courses - they were hilly, ragged and rutted. 

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