Strike While the Muscles are Warm
We did have a great day yesterday of moving everything from our porch to the little red pickup garage to allow the porch to dry out from the heavy rains of late. We admit it was a huge project to clear everything out to allow for the soaked carpet to be taken out. Dennis was amazed that the floor underneath was wet, but clean. No bugs alive or dead. We both slept in this morning, but there were no lasting pains from yesterday. I walked the yard with Butter Ball close behind. Each and every day there may be a change in the plants and the two of us are on patrol each day.
We enjoyed our morning coffee sitting in our favorite chairs watching our usual morning news on the television, just in a slightly different location. It won’t hurt the pickup to sit out on the driveway for a few days. We both knew that once the dew was off the grass, we were in for getting the acre mowed today. Yesterday we had drug the carpet out to the south side of the garage and Dennis was determined that it was not staying there. Tidy, tidy. Believe it or not, we drug it over to our neighbor’s burning pit and it did not take long for it be be gone. Let’s hear it for Dennis’ determination and the good will of neighbor Bob allowing us to us his burning pit whenever we need it.
Late afternoon and we now have the acre groomed and it is looking smart. 
Grasses trimmed and perennials giving a good showing. Dennis and I worked together and the mowing and trimming is completed. I am sitting here contemplating fixing supper. With sleeping late, our breakfast became brunch. I think we are in the market for fixing some burgers on the stove top with Bush’s beans as a companion.
Team Stauffer has had two great days to keep the muscles toned up.