Back yards suck

[livingdeb]

The Texas mountain laurel tree I planted a decade and a half ago died this year. I don't know why. Maybe it was getting too much sun after the shade trees died of old age. The two figs that used to be shaded are dead, too. The red oak we planted a few years ago that was taller than the house, though still skinny as a rail, died this year, too. My eve's necklace I planted last fall is clearly dead--the pretty green thing next to it which I had hoped was coming from the same roots is now clearly a whole different plant covered in inch-long spikes. An Arizona Ash that's non-native is dying, probably of old age, but the death started when the city folks trimmed it from around the power line were trimmed.

What's left? A million paper mulberry trees are everywhere. A million beggar's lice. My Afghan pine is still okay, I think. It's even making pine cones now. But I'm really in the mood to pour concrete over the whole disaster. Actually what I'm in the mood for is to torch it.

[Must not torch own back yard. Still greatly enjoy living indoors in unburnt house.]