This week we have had some crazy wind. And, because we live on the outskirts of town, we have these funniest tumbleweeds. (Dave said that the fact I get such a kick our of tumbleweeds really shows what a city kid I am.) These crazy tumbleweeds seem to cross the street in families, 5 or 6 at a time. And, once the wind stopped (or at least slowed) I just giggled at all the places these tumbleweeds got stuck. We have a huge pile of them in our backyard, and they are wedged between a fence and a power pole, or in the crevace on the side of someone's home, between bushes in people's front yards, and in doorways all over. You can almost follow the path of the wind as these silly tumbleweeds get crammed into various places. There is a GIANT tumbleweed in our backyard. I don't know how it jumped the fence, but there it is.
And my big question is, what do people do with these now that they are no longer wildly running through the neighborhood? It isn't like we can just have a bon-fire in the middle of the street and roast mallows over our tumbleweed pile. Although, that would certainly be enjoyable!!!
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