Lawnmowers aren’t a common sight in many parts of Arizona. None of the 436 lots in North Ranch had grass and with water being a precious commodity, grass is a luxury we shouldn’t have. But southeast Arizona is grass country–these clumps of grass with tall brown stalks from previous years. This grass grabs the tumbling tumbleweeds halting its progress until the next gust of wind. This grass also hides all the treasures previous owners have left behind. I love to see the grass waving in the breeze but I don’t want it growing close to our house and motorhome–I want to see the critters before they get me!
In this photo of Al and Kelly leaving after their visit Tuesday you can see the tall grasses. We were so happy to welcome our first visitors and we had a good “chin wag” as Al would say!
And in this photo from the last blog you can see how green the grass can be–I borrowed this photo from a realtor website.
The Cowboy has been searching the internet for a used riding lawnmower without success–he would find one and someone else would snatch it up–weird, as I said, there is not much grass in Arizona! Finally he found a moving sale in Willcox–with a used John Deere 445 mowing tractor. I think the Cowboy was at that sale on Saturday a hour before they opened for business. He and the owner came to a price agreement and the mower came home with the Cowboy.
And speaking of critters–UGH–see all those holes in this nasty plywood step entry way? Pack rats, nasty, stinking pat rats. Wearing respirator masks we ripped out all that plywood and took it to the dump. Now I don’t shiver and cringe when I go in that door!
This little shed has a concrete floor but a poorly done roof and the door had blown off allowing pack rats to create their nastiness inside–the missing siding and roof will be replaced and the lawnmower will reside in this shed.
And then there are the goats heads or puncture vine weeds–thankfully the whole place is not infested but a large portion is. Here’s what goats heads do to tires–
Ridding this place of those evil little monsters is a priority with me and Emmi! Have you ever tracked one into your motorhome then stepped on it barefoot?? Poor Emmi comes to a paw lifted halt whenever she encounters one as she did in this video–
Still no sign of the well guy and our motorhome fresh water tank was empty. The Goldminers RV Park just up the road allowed us to use one of the sites to dump tanks and fill the fresh water tank for a fee–well worth it! And the dirty clothes bin was overflowing–restoration makes for lots of dirty clothes. Thankfully there is a nearby laundromat.
Ross, this photo is for you. This is my wind direction indicator–a coal fire electricity generating plant located about 10 miles from us.
And a view photo–makes all the hard work well worth it!