Before and after...

I get mean AND lazy when it gets killer hot outside. The front entrance to the field has been looking really shabby (talk about bad first impressions) and I haven't had the strength to walk across the parking lot let alone drag a mower along. I didn't even have the heart to send the guys out there to work on it.

I can't seem to bring myself to put up a professional sign. It's not that I'm that cheap. Really. What it is, I think, is the hand painted sign is a hold out from the earlier T-Square days when it was only suppose to be a part time, spare cash business. At times I can't believe it has gotten so big. The sign takes me back to simpler times.