"You know what that is, don't you?," said David as we looked at a less than beautiful flowering tree to the right of our sliding door. I fumbled through my knowledge of California native trees, and came up a little short.
"Uh, no?"
"That right there is a weed!"
Yep, we have weeds that have trunks and have grown upwards of 12 feet tall. I call them treeds. I'm sure it's going to be uber fun digging those babies up. I feel a lot better knowing that they are weeds, because I wanted to dig them up and felt a little bad uprooting trees, but they're treeds, so it's okay.
That backyard is going to be some undertaking. We've got a giant palm tree stump that will need to be drilled or dug out, a pond-like thing (not entirely sure what it is/was) that has been filled with dirt, and a do-it-yourself built in grill/smoker that was not very well thought out. That's a burnt wood door flanking the side of the smoker, and an interestingly placed bungee cord on top...


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