A Little Slow on the Draw
A good day on Stauffer is priceless. What may happen when spring has lasted for two whole days . . . I forget to take a break.
Taping off the area around the new threshold on our back door was first on my list. It is green treated lumber but that does not give a pass for it to not look smart. I taped while Dennis shook the paint cans. Multiple cans of black spray paint is a sure winner. The cans were not new. Dennis and I know that when the aerosol within the can is gone, there is not going to be any paint forthcoming. I had both doors open so I could make sure none of the new door or its frame would get caught in the mist of the black.
With me bent in half working with the tape, Snuggles chose to jump in between my legs and she was off and running in the house. Dennis and I both looked at each other and knew that was the least of the concerns for the moment. After all the cleanup was done, it was time to scour the house to find one large white and black cat. Dennis scored the find. Snuggles was on Dennis’ bed. Head on the pillow and the big fat body on the quilt. Just as if Snuggles had been born to lavish naps on German napped flannel. It did get to be a bit of a circus. I finally went outside and broke off a catnip plant. The aroma was oozing from the plant. Snuggles got a whiff of the cat nip and the rest was history. Though I did have to carry Snuggles out of the house, it went well.
With the late spring, there is a carpet of tiny weeds and also clover, white and red, in the hostas. Dennis mixed up a batches of Roundup in my small sprayer and kept it pumped up so I could do the evil deed. It worked great to take pails and cover the hosta and then spray the area around each plant. Hopefully in a day or two, there will be results. No . . . there will be no lawsuit pending from Stauffer Avenue.
In between keeping me in Roundup, Dennis worked on his Cub Cadet taking off whatever he could for more cleaning prior to painting. When Dennis took something off of the tractor, he put the screws, nuts and bolts back in their place. Nothing more discouraging than having a container of nuts, bolts and screws and not remembering where they would belong.
A picnic like supper of BBQs and slaw finished the day off. It felt great to get a few odds and ends taken care of . . . even if at the end of the day I am a bit slow on the draw.
Tomorrow is the Memorial Day that may not have as nice of weather as we have enjoyed these last two days. So be it!