Then he wanted to paint our front door because it's been white since we moved in and he thought it looked too plain. I liked the look, the contrast with the darker brick. I gave in to him about that one. So now we have a dark red front door. It doesn't look too bad, but I still liked the white better. In this photo it was still white (obviously). I will take a photo of it it its present state when it stops raining.
Now he has hired one of those companies that come and spray stuff on all the trees and shrubbery. I hate the thought of chemicals being sprayed around. He, however wants to "control" things, and thinks there are all kinds of bad things out there that will kill our trees and shrubs. I am concerned for the feral kitties that we care for; we have "adopted" them and they consider our yard their home. I don't want to poison them, not to mention the air and the water supply.
My argument this morning: "Why should we be paying this guy $55 a shot when we are both retired and trying to watch our spending?"
His argument: "I am just trying to save the trees you love so much."
And so it goes...