A few days ago when I went out in the morning to do some of that weeding, I noticed the moon setting and tried to take a picture through my binoculars (like I had done the hawk). I wasn't really satisfied with the result, but I was quite amused that a bird had crossed the view just as the shutter snapped. I do like the blue sky and white moon next to the reddish leaves of the neighbor's ornamental pear.
I raked a considerable amount of pine straw at my neighbor's house today, and I also sawed off a large portion of the Leyland cypress trunk (roughly 11" diameter, depending on where you measure) with the bow saw. Let's just call that interesting. Again, I could be proud of being such a tough cookie or just feel stupid for not letting someone come in with a chainsaw.
And if I ruled the world, pine straw would be one word: pinestraw (as would butterbeans).