A Day
Yes, it is only 12:34 pm, but it feels like Dennis and I have had a full day.
In passing, we had mentioned to Dennis’ son-in-law that we had some branches that needed trimming. “No hurry.” Tom had been cooped up after a surgical procedure and he now had the word that there were no restrictions. Wow! Tom has a Husqvarna chainsaw that is his favorite toy.
At 6:45 the doorbell was going off. Tom was on the patio porch waiting for us to get out of bed. Dennis is quicker at getting dressed than I am. Dennis put Tom off long enough to get a bite of breakfast down, so he could get his meds taken.
The first stop for trimming was the east end of the acre where a Black Walnut tree that was planted by a squirrel, now stands at 25′. It’s hard to mow when low branches insist on knocking off a cap. By the grace of God, the fellows were slowly moving up towards the buildings as a maple shrub had a dead limb. This was all giving me a chance to be dressed by the time Tom and Dennis reached the patio.
The lilacs north of the patio are ancient. Some needed to be put out of their misery. From the bathroom window I could see which were baring ends showing nothing but dead leaves and branches. Tom lit into them like a man that has one speed. Just like that Tom and his chainsaw were on to the next customer by 9:30. Dennis and I just looked at each other. What the hell just happened!
Dennis and I needed time to sit on the patio to have our coffee and the remainder of a breakfast. At a slow pace Dennis got a trailer behind the little red pickup and he and I began loading from the east end of the acre where cleanup was needed, moving towards the buildings. By the time we did get to the garage, the trailer was full and we tied the limbs and branches down. It being a holiday weekend, they will stay loaded until Tuesday and we will fill it up with lilac limbs and branches.
What my initial plan was for the day was to fix an oops with my sewing from yesterday afternoon. Remember me commenting on getting a new Gingher scissors? I had the latest fabric strip that had been sewn on, still folded over and not even pressed flat yet. With scissor in hand poised to cut two blocks apart, I heard a loud door slam and the hand jumped and closed. Yup. The scissor sliced through the 2.5″ width. Unfolding the area now makes for a 5″ width repair. This afternoon with ample breakfast coffee at my elbow as I cool down from the tree trimming, I will pull out my arsenals of repair ideas and supplies. This block will be saved to be completed. I know when all is said and sewn together, it will not be the focal point of the purple log cabin quilt.
Dennis is in his recliner for a well deserved nap. I have all the time in the world with many deep breaths . . . this too shall pass.