Can't you just relate to bringing home new toys and wanting to try them out?
I've hardly been able to keep from whipping up a batch of buns on Christmas day just because a mixer found it's way under my tree. . .
my floor steamer thingy. . or even my electric toothbrush held a fasination for awhile.
So it was that my beloved took his first available opportunity to try out his handy dandy new gas powered hedge trimmer.
The first day he fought with the wind on which way the hedge should lean. . .
but the next day cooperation abounded and the hedge lost it's first bit of growth for the year.
I did my part of course . . .
I'm sure you noticed that.
If a hedge gets a trim .. .
but no one is there to see it be trimmed. . .
one would wonder. . .
was it trimmed at all?
Documentation of daily events may seem mundane to some . .
but around here. .
it's how we remember when we last trimmed . . .baked. . .sewed. . .vacationed. . .
you get the picture .. .