Bubbles Everywhere
Dennis found the cheapest laundry soap possible in the Family Dollar store. A container filled with soap and attached to the garden hose puts Mr. Clean to shame. Stauffer Avenue is gravel. Not much more is needed to be said. We have, as of this morning, wonderful lavender smelling bubbles all around the garage, the patio porch and the potting shed. Talk about spring cleaning. As the water and soap combination hits the siding, rivulets of muddy water are running. With a switch of a lever the rinse ensues. I marvel at Dennis’ strong arms to keep at it. His legs mandate the breaks.
As I was in and out, I realized how few lilac blooms we have this year. It isn’t just our yard. On either side of us, the blooms are scarce. Earlier in the year, we had unseasonably warm weather followed by freezing cold and snow. Mother Nature has a way of putting her foot down. The perennials are slowly looking as if they will participate in this spring. Some are just inches tall while some are beating their core stems to reach tall.
With the challenges that our earlier months gave us, we are on board having our home and yard up to snuff. How wonderful is that! Our calendar had been super full with my PT appointments, both of our dental appointments and Dennis’ two cataract surgeries. Next week . . . there is nothing on the calendar. Sweet! We are going to enjoy this while it lasts.
Good grief May is half over.