paul has always wanted to put sprinklers in. we waited, talked and decided not to this year. next thing i know, paul brings home a trencher and rips our yard apart. paul had errands to run on saturday and asked if i would start cleaning out the trenches so they were "flat". me already thinking most of it was "flat", started working in the back where the largest rocks were. talk about sweat and blood. my legs were so scratched up from the roots and bruised from rocks i was proud. when he got home, he started where i thought it was "flat" enough, but apparently my flat and a seasoned landscapers flat are two very different words. it was really fun to work along side my sweet one and accomplish something. plus, i love yard work. we both worked early in the morning and late at night to get them done. my family graciously came over to our home and each with a shovel in hand, buried the lines. it was a lot of work, but that got done in no time. ransom was in charge of picking up all the rocks. there is nothing i love more in this world than my family!at the end we turned them on and i turned to paul..."we are people with sprinklers!"
-ash
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