68 Degrees

First things first.  I got my two mile walk in and then we headed to Madelia to get a prescription for Dennis.  I tagged along as the Lewis Drug Store is in the Sunshine Foods grocery store.  I snagged a 32 oz. jar of Olsen’s Herring.  The best darn herring ever. 

It was close to noon before we were done fiddle farting around to get serious with the day here on Stauffer Avenue.  But then . . . Dennis and I were just like two calves that were finally let out of the barn pen to kick up the heels and take on spring.

Without any warning, Dennis was busy with the Koi pond.  It got scrubbed and homogenized.  Putting city water in the Koi pond means that the filled pond needs to set a few days to allow any chemicals to dissipate.  Would it harm the Koi?  We do not know, but why take a chance.  

We do need to purchase a new plastic rake.  Last year, our rake was used to corral a small fire we had started to clean up as many dry leaves that we could before the winter snow would pack them down much like manure in a calf pen.  It obliviously could not take the heat.  It curled up like a piece of spiral pasta.  

What I did find in our potting shed was a rake that has the width of about 8 inches.  In reality it was the perfect size for me today.  The width allowed me to get under the Lilacs north of the patio porch and the patio.   Last fall Dennis had taken the leaf blower under these Lilacs.  We had piled them up to the east for him to mulch them with the mower.  Today I could definitely tell there wasn’t this hay rake sized pile.

Wouldn’t you know it . . . Wednesday and Thursday our area could get quite the dumping of rain and possibly quite a bit of snow.  Dennis and I filled several bins of the leaves I had raked and tucked the bins in the garage to keep them dry until such time our Meadow Lark tree dump is open.  It was a huge length of area and leaves taken care of from the Maple and Oak trees that are eons old. 

We did frolic in the nice temperatures, but as it was our first day outside to deal with the aftermath of winter, we didn’t overdo it.  Two and a half hours had us in the house to shower up.  Grubby, grimy old folks taking some time to sit outside all cleaned up . . . with no where that we needed to go.  It felt good.