A 55 Degree Morning
Waking to a 55 degree morning felt wonderful.
I made sure I had breakfast and went in search of my weed trimmer. Dennis had done a great job on the mowing yesterday. He had trimmed as close as possible with the rider mower. I knew if I followed behind him, the yard would stay kempt until we got rain. We are dry.
Two of the patio kitties followed me to the east end of the acre. After I would trim an area, they checked it out for any possible critters. I will try and keep the Hosta area as trimmed as possible on the off chance any of Dennis’ family decide to come and do a dig.
As I trimmed, Dennis brushed off cotton seed from the AC unit of the house. The cotton seed from the neighbor’s Cottonwood tree has been flying for weeks. It clings to AC units and also the radiator of the rider mower. The brushing was foll0wed by a gentle wash with the hose. The last thing that would be needed is harsh spraying that would close the fins, causing the AC to freeze rather than cool.
I wanted to get a photo of the Russian Sage under the southeast windows of my porch bedroom. I love the blooms and also the smell. The pollinators are getting their fill as well. Megan clued me in as to what would work best in that soil and that spot. The sage fills in to the point that weeds don’t stand a chance.
I worked myself weary. Dennis and I shared a noon lunch with each of us ready for some down time for the afternoon.
Manhandling the weed whip with the arms is one thing. Keeping a finger on the safety switch while keeping it engaged is another. No studio time today.
Tomorrow Dennis will have an angioplasty on his left leg. Dr. Gio is going to use a stint that has just been approved. It has medication emitting from it. Dr. Gio has assured Dennis that it will be the last of such procedures for him. Hoping for the best for my ole cowboy.