Before getting into the meat of this post, I have to say I do not know exactly what a pretty flower filled garden is called in the USA. I always try to use words that work on both sides of the Atlantic: so, diaper not nappy, panties not knickers, and so on. But when it comes to my pretty flower filled garden, is that really called a ‘yard’ in the USA? Perhaps my lovely USA based blog followers could educate me on this.
Any way Spring is here and things are growing fast in my garden. I will soon be out there reading and naked sunbathing for a good amount of time. A walk around it yesterday reminded me of just how many jobs are tedious and menial in the garden for bitch-boy to be doing within my field of vision while I am reading and naked sunbathing. I DO LOVE SUMMER!
The two small patio areas and all the paths need to have their little areas of moss scrubbed clean by a slave on hands and knees with a wire brush. The paths need minor repairs. The flower beds need to be weeded throughout summer. Shrubs and hedges need trimming. Weeds need removing from the lawns. Lawns need edging (with a pair of small scissors). Flowers gone over need dead heading. Wooden benches need wire brushing. Etc. My slave husband sometimes naked, sometimes dressed in an orange boiler suit like a convict. All this work is done with my husband locked into a heavy rubber collar as well. I use this collar because it has a padlock hole in the buckle hasp and also being rubber it is washable.
Should I need to urinate, whether he is naked or in his boiler suit, he has to lay on his back on the lawn and I mark my territory – him!
Then there are the old stalwarts, if all the other jobs are done. Removing pebbles from the flower beds, cutting the whole lawn with scissors or, dressed as a parody of a little girl and colouring-in with his dolly.
Let us hope this summer is a good one weather wise, and lasts a long, long time.
LINK to my published journals detailing my day-to-day perverted life