In the first house I bought here in '83, we had an awesome view of a horse pasture right across the dirt road that ran in front of my house. Saw deer, prairie chickens, all sorts of wildlife in that pasture. There was a multiflora rose growing on the fence behind my mailbox across the road that I fought for ten years with my weedeater. It like unto have kilt me.
I hate that shit.

BKB