Batting a Home Run
We are batting a home run as we start a new week. As the weekdays fill in fast with appointments, Dennis decided to use the Cub Lo Boy for mowing the acre. It sure cuts down on time with a 60″ swath. Dennis did trade out the smaller rider for the area around the house. It all looks manicured.
I had an overflowing laundry basket that I chose to ignore this morning. It was to be another hot day and getting the newly-purchased shrubs in the holes I had dug yesterday spoke very loudly to me. It doesn’t pay for me to say I will take my time. It takes me an eternity to get my projects going, heading for completion. I have a lot of time, but a bit short on stamina. The shrubs, having had their root balls loosened, been sunk into their holes, watered down and tamped in with loving care. The potting shed project is complete. Grow dammit! I can check that off my list of things I wanted to see completed this spring. Going forward, it is maintaining whatever has made it through this questionable spring.
Though the Lilacs didn’t have much of a showing for blooms, the evergreens are strutting their stuff. The end of each and every branch has a tuft of new growth. I don’t think Crayons have any greens in their boxes that would pay tribute to that fresh growth.
We had fried egg sandwiches for noon lunch. I’ve got nothing for supper, and . . . everyone for themselves may be on the docket. I finished the day off with folding the three loads of laundry. As per Kenny Rogers . . . “Ya gotta know when to hold it and know when to fold it . . . .” I am folding right now for the day. I will be ready for what the new week brings.