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Blackberries and Church

Throughout the history of the world, mankind has been forced to come to grips with some undeniable and often uncomfortable truths. One such revelation is this: grass needs cut. I’m no weirdo, but I like mowing the yard. There is something liberating about walking several miles while pushing a loud machine, smelling the neighbor’s barbecue, twisting your ankle in giant holes and dodging trees and/or small children. I like my yard and I spend a lot of time on upkeep. One day I hope it looks like that dudes yard on the Scott’s Turf Builder commercial. And I don’t mind taking 4 or 5 hours of my Saturday to make it happen. In fact, I kind of love it.

But if you are looking out from the patio door, all the way in the back right hand corner of our land is a part I kind of hate. There is a contraption back there used to grow my blackberries and in front of that whole system are 2 apple trees (that’s right, the ones from last time), and in front of those is a giant fire pit where I burn stuff. …