Wednesday
—-And a wonderful balmy Wednesday it is. Low 70s seem to be the perfect temps for mowing yards. Dennis waited until after twelve as the grass had had a lot of dew.
Dennis checked his eyelids for cracks this forenoon while I decided some cookies would be nice. I had picked up a box of Betty Crocker Sugar Cookie mix. Hey . . . if it looks like a cookie and smells like a cookie and tastes like a cookie, I don’t care as long as I can handle the process of getting it from the powder form to the oven. I have saved the dastardly aluminum cake pan to use with baking paper. The one tray could have used a few less for baking, but all went well.
It is now the afternoon. My dishes have been washed, a load of laundry has been washed and dried . . . and how sweet that I have one last cup of breakfast coffee to enjoy.
After three lots have been mowed, complete with a water break, Dennis is on to the far southeast acre, also known as the blue barn acre.
The blackbirds are kicking the babies out of the nests. What a commotion of noise as the babies are hunched up wondering what has happened to the food truck.
Tomorrow afternoon we have an appointment with the Limb Lab in Mankato. Dennis has prescriptions for new shoes every 8-12 months due to the fact that orthotics do wear down. He is thinking that the next time, tie shoes might be better than Velcro as Velcro has a limit how snug the shoe can be adjusted. Tie shoes do not know those same limits.
With that I take my leave. ♥