and on Friday

Well, Diane and Marcus planned on bringing down the marsh with weed-wacking. There is always a complexity to everything. Diane, shortly into the work, got a boot stuck in the mud. So, she went the rest of the trip without either of them. She unceremoniously pitched the other one away from the swamp.
It was, of course, a photographic moment. I walked out in my boots that stayed on for they were tied, and retrieved it.

Grassy!

Diane's wonderful grass socks after the work.

Yep, even from a distance you can see the boot. If you look carefully, you can see how high the swamp is at the neighbor's.

As well as the grass cutting in the swamp Diane wanted to mow the grass.
[mystery music]
Where is the key for the lawnmower? It isn't near the lawnmower.

Jim had to charge the battery also.
Diane had to sort through the junk drawers and found lots of junk but not the key.

Finally, Diane comes back from Mutton with 2 keys.

The wood trailer moved?
No bloody way! Yep, it was moved.
Jim and Marcus had to use a hillbilly way of jacking up the trailer to put on the wheels.
It was a bit of silliness, but it was done and the newer-looking wheels were on.
Then the trouble began.

Jim drove the trailer with his truck and the wheels on the trailer didn't go round and round. They left skid marks on the cement and made wonderful squealing noises.

Losing momentum, the trailer and truck stopped and poof! It was curse here and there.

Jim had us empty the trailer leaving just the frame. They worked and he got it to the firepit.
The trailer made light skid marks in the lawn on its trip.

Well, an empty trailer.

The rotted wood placed on the firepile making a hot, hot fire.
Jim used gas as a last resort to start it.

Another of Diane's, "Aw, snap!"

It's a hole of course in the door.

Lilly isn't much of a hard worker. She is a good player though. She rested her head on my chest when I was using the electric drill to screw in the hinge to a door.