In need of some attention this spring are my dad's old Vespa, which he brought back from Rome in 1967 and I commandeered from my parents' barn 2 years ago to bring up here. It hasn't been ridden much since 1983, and thus is in serious need of a tune-up. But the priority is definitely our scraggly yard, which seems to be filled with bittersweet, mandrake, and hemlock popping up in all the wrong places. So the long hours of grease-monkeying and green-thumbing begin, but you couldn't ask for two more enjoyable projects for spring.
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