Occasionally you meet a kid who makes you wonder what sort of magic formula his parents had.   The next-door neighbor at my MIL’s house has one of those kids.   He’s fifteen and a bundle of ‘willing to work his tail off for you’ energy.   He makes his mother proud.

     G and I had more or less butchered the giant lilac bush and honeysuckle mess at the front side of the house.  I got as much of that sucker trimmed as I could reach last Wednesday and Sunday.  (We had to do something to work off the frustration of no one showing up to buy things.)

     Today while we worked on the basement, the kid, worked on the remains of the lilac bush/honey suckle mess and had it down to a two-foot high cluster of stumps.  With the ‘help’ of his young brother, he hauled all the brush to the back yard and even raked around the stumps!

     I can’t believe how much brighter the living room is with that mess gone.  If only the MIL had let me trim it all these years, but she wouldn’t hear of it.