One thing that really scares me…

Oct 18, 2013 | 4 comments

Before

Before

There’s nothing so scary as a one-legged man with a chain saw.  That would be my husband.  And, in actuality, he has one and a half legs.  One he can count on, the other one not so much.  Of course, he’d tell you (as he does me) “I’m fine.”  He tends to look at the cup as half full when it comes to his bad leg.  I see that cup as half empty and… where is your cane, anyway?

When you have a wonky knee that goes out when least expected, it probably isn’t a good idea to be working with big old power tools.  But, tell that to a guy.  And the worst of it is that he got the job done just fine – no problems.  So, now I’m the one without a leg to stand on.

During

During

The ‘job’ was trimming the row of forsythia along the outside of our south fence.  They are on our property but were definitely getting big enough to threaten the lane (or Clay Street as it is officially called.)  I think there are nine or ten forsythia bushes along that fenceline and Nyel spent most of Wednesday cutting half of them down to size.  By hand.

Yesterday morning he said, “I think I’ll use the chain saw today.  I want to mow this afternoon.”  Those two sentences might not seem to be related, but the unstated part – the part I didn’t have to ask about – had to do with time.  In order to accomplish all the above in the time he had allotted himself, it was necessary to give up the ‘by hand’ part of the forsythia job.

After

After

I worked outside, too, but as far away as I could be.  I figured I’d hear him yell if things went badly but I didn’t want to witness the horror of it all.  I worked over in the center garden beds – within earshot but out of sight.  The girls and I were pulling out the old foliage of day lilies and Shasta daisies.  By hand.  To be honest, those hens weren’t much help but they provided a great cheering section and kept me distracted from that whining saw noise in the background.

All in all, it was a fine day of accomplishment.  If Nyel’s knee went out and he plunged to the ground, he didn’t tell me about it.  And he still has two arms, two hands and one and a half legs.  It was a good day all around!

4 Comments

  1. Nancy

    Remember the line, “the forsythia is in bloom again”? From a movie, but cannot recall which one. Will the forsythia bloom again? Will Nyel’s wonky knee give out some day as he steps off a curb? Will one of the hens lay a golden egg? Will the roof repair itself? Will the pumpkin smashers fess up? Will the “coonies” decide to re-locate? Will this back seat of the Prius C morph into a limo seat? Ah, the joy of the unknown; keeps one in anticipation.

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  2. Stephanie Frieze

    When I took a first aide class for the school district, the instructor from the fire department told the group of school district folks taking the class that he knew a guy who had an accident with a chainsaw, cut a major artery and bled out before he could get help. Glad you were around. I make Gabriel stand in the yard with the cordless phone when Dave does junk like that. We spent Thanksgiving Eve at Urgent Care getting a large chunk of his thumb sewn back on when the whacked it off with a circular saw. Just sayin’…

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  3. Cate Gable

    The “after ” photo made me laugh out loud. Where the heck is the poor forsythia that was just going to be “trimmed’?

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    • sydney

      lol Don’t let Nyel give you a haircut!

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