I have a potato clock by my front door entrance. The silly part is it is not a real potato clock it is a small battery powered clock that just looks like it is powered by a potato. If guests make a comment about my potato clock I will tell them things like how I became interested in potato power back in grade 3 and I am know working on a potato charger that can charge battery powered yard tools. Cheers!
In the front yard, a large tree of unknown* genus that not only leaks a strange type of mustard-looking sap onto our cars in the driveway below, but also drops its hundreds of weird seeds all over the place throughout the spring and summer months. The seeds are dark brown, about the size of ping pong balls, resemble tree bark in their structure, and have spikey little “fingers” poking out in all directions. When the seeds land on the driveway, sidewalk, or street, they harden in the hot sunlight, deteriorate into several pieces and become walking hazards. Due to hundreds of them falling every few hours, it gets tedious trying to sweep them up, either before or after they break down. Additionally, the ones that fall onto the lawn are like ballistic projectiles when mowing the grass or using a weed eater.
*Unknown to me. I’m no horticulturalist nor flora botanist nor plant biologist nor tree surgeon, so I’m not saying it’s completely unknown to everyone.
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It’s not allowed. There’s a pesky Homeowners’ Association here that governs what happens with front yards, roofs, common areas, etc. They do all of the gardening and landscaping, so individual owners aren’t allowed to make such changes without being fined heavily. Altering the landscape to the point of removing trees or shrubs is $5,000 for the first incident.
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You know, that’s really not too bad of an idea, it’s both silly and smart at the same time, so I just may try it. I’m fact, how about moving into my spare bedroom (in the sub-basement) so that you can supervise the project? In your off hours, there are plenty of sandwich-making opportunities for you.
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Our house is two stories, in the twenty years that we’ve lived here, the tree has grown to now being higher than the rooftop.
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That’s EXACTLY what they look like! Thanks!
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Wait, you like the silly and smart combination, do you? Clear out your spare bedroom and stock the kitchen with sandwich-making supplies; I’ll be right there! (I’m so happy, folks!)
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Echooos 