Morning Breeze
I sat on the front deck with coffee this morning and enjoyed the breeze. I knew that in time, the sun would scare me back inside.
I took advantage of the early morning by putting a frozen peach pie in the 375 degree oven. All I needed to do was brush the top with butter and sprinkle on a mixture of sugar and cinnamon. By nine, the pie was cooling and the oven was off. Seems fitting to celebrate the good week we have had thus far.
This afternoon Dennis needed to have the little red pickup in Madelia. We had gotten a notice about the air bags being recalled. It was a puzzle as it seems that this is the third such letter. Dennis made the appointment. If something came about in the future and he had not heeded to what the recall advised . . . up a shit creek.
Dennis had just left for Madelia as I got a text from Dennis’ grandson, AJ, in Mankato. He would be heading out for St. James and would be putting the painted shutters back onto the house. Sweet. I think one more item is going to be added for AJ’s help. It is time that the huge patio umbrella goes back into the potting shed. Not that it is so terribly heavy, just cumbersome with uneven weight.
Dennis may very well be back home before AJ arrives.
I plan on adding some chicken tenderloins on the menu for supper. It doesn’t take long to whip up a batch of instant potatoes and pop open a can of green beans as a side.
This morning, Dennis did go over to the blue barn acre, if nothing else to pinch himself that it is done. Yesterday, it was amazing how this huge skid loader could pick out a stray steel fence post and pot it over by a tree. Dennis feels it will be a small pickup load of stray items that were not fit for the tree dump. In the scheme of things, not serious.
Thanks be for a wonderful day.