Finally gave the lawn a winter haircut, mulchinated the leaves in after waiting for the whole treeload to end up on the ground.

Just before I started mowing, I noticed a bit of white plastic peeping out from an eroding bare spot in a corner of the yard that we know was used as a dump by prior owners. Usually when something surfaces from the tip I just pull it out and put it in our trash, so I pushed some dirt away and pulled out not one but two twenty-year-old real estate signs (“Better Homes and Gardens Realty”). The real unpleasant surprise was what was just below the signs. The motherfuckers had buried about six well-cracked window-sized single panes of glass and used the fucking real estate signs as a safety cap!

I dug up a good amount of the glass and realized I have a real problem: dog, meet hole in ground that will cut the hell out of your feet.

After thinking about it for a while I ended up refilling the hole with a bunch of dirt we had cleaned this summer; I guess I’ll just have to keep an eye on the pooch.