I’m kind of into yard work type stuff and gardening. It seems like there are a bunch of vegetables that I won’t eat much of unless I grow them myself. Anyway, I’ve been messing around with the backyard on and off the last few years. I’ve rototilled the whole thing at least twice and reseeded. It is so cool when the new, fresh green grass sprouts and looks so perfect. Then, the moles that hang out on the lower level and garden have a hay day. But, eventually it comes to an equilibrium and seems pretty nice. Then in the winter, after meals, the dogs go outside and play. Bromont and Marti have trampled a huge bare spot. I was watching them this morning for quite a while. It is so entertaining. I didn’t even notice the bare dirt until afterwards. I figure, backyards are there for dogs to play if they want. It’s not a beauty contest for me. It applies to most things in life. Materialistic stuff gets nicked and beat up when you use it. My favorite clothing are things that I’ve worn until it is nearly threadless. So, don’t be anal about your stuff. There is too much fun to be had using it.