Trimming a Tiny Yard With Hand Trimmers

When I got my first house, that is, the first one of my own, I had a small yard, which I liked, though much of it was grassed, a true lawn. It wouldn't be until many years later that I would be able to appreciate the whole idea of planting gardens, not lawns.

The lawn was small enough, though, that, upon locating one of these in among the treasures handed down to me, I wanted to make something of using it. I knew I'd need some way to trim around the lawn's edges, even though I had hardly any lawn that needed to be trimmed, I knew I needed something to trim what lawn I did have. As discussed yesterday, Dad's the one who'd always worked with the trimmer & trimming. I think this is also why I was looking to figure out a simple way to handle the task. Dad wouldn't be coming & trimming all the time for me; in fact, he'd not ever be stopping by to trim. That'd be absurd!

I really liked the idea of manual; all things manual. And with the small lawn space, as much as could be manual, even squatting down to hand trim along the mulch line beneath the front window, the paved sidewalk section, & the double long parking pad seemed do-able. I was quite young back then too 😁. Oh the words of ambition I had. Plenty of times I had sore fingers & wrists, yet I also liked being so capable of meticulously maintaining & keeping up after the task. I'd get a sense of accomplishment; that was a good thing.

I also liked that these were small; they're smaller than an electric trimmer, like this one, by a long shot. Therefore they take up lots less space. And they're simpler to use. Yes, they're more effort, though sometimes effort can be well worth what's put into it.

And yes, there were times when the last thing I wanted to be doing was getting going outside to get at the trimming. I'd wait until all of the edging looked long & scraggly. Sometimes I'd even consider the judgements of those who walked past & how they probably wanted to tell me to get my yard in order better - though a few would kindly stop by from time-to-time to share how much they were grateful that another was maintaining their yard & that they'd always see me in my yard & how terrific it all was.

And so I learned that not everyone was always noticing that I didn't keep up on the upkeep as best as I knew I truly could be. Sometimes, after all, sometimes I really just wanted to be reading a book, like this one, or crocheting, using some yarn such as this or this, or even make a batch of brownies from a box mix like this.

Sometimes ya just gotta get done whatcha just gotta get done.

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