Day Three
Another good day pulling weeds while the soil is still moist. The yellow flowering clover is on a rage. The secret is finding where the hair fine root is and then pulling up an amount as large as a dinner plate. If the south wind had not been so strong, I could have moved about the Hosta giving a lot of it a good weed spray. Maybe tomorrow.
Dennis had gone to the blue barn acre with his vegetation killing spray. He was prepared with two gallons mixed up. He came home after using one gallon as the mosquitoes were horrible in his face and ears. The south line fence sheltered the area from the strong winds. Working around the north area of the patio porch, the bugs didn’t bother me, but then I was zipped up to my nose.
Dennis has all of the greenery ready for garbage day tomorrow. As I raked it along the concrete patio it rolled into itself like a long round bale. When Dennis made a horseshoe shaped form out of it, it was easily lifted into the bin.
We are to get rain this evening. Maybe tomorrow will be a clover pulling event.
I was going to work on my camera for it to work “nice” with my HP, but the battery in the camera needed to be refreshed. Maybe tomorrow.
There was an email from the county this morning, that the Madelia school parking lot would be taking items from the flood from one to six today. Our carpeting is gone. Thank goodness. Apparently the St. James site was full up.
Supper is going to be Johnsonville pre-cooked beef brats and Bush’s pork and beans. I do tucker myself out with getting the flower beds to look as if someone does live here. Then again several hours each morning does make a huge dent in things. I am so thankful Dennis does keep the lawns looking good.
With that I take my leave. ♥