Energy is Back
With such great weather, I had energy today. Yesterday, I think someone would have had to have held a mirror in front of me to see if I was at full capacity.
I was pulling up some quack from the front yard, when neighbor Jan walked over. We had not visited in quite some time. Jan works in the library at our public school and it seems as if there is a September 8th start day for school . . . full bore. I hope all goes well.
As we had been determined to clean that almighty potting shed, there were several long and heavy planks that had been there long enough that they had settled into the dirt along the east side of the interior. I am sure that the settling occurred as over the last several decades as we have been flooded several times to the degree that the potting shed was not spared. We pulled out the planks and yup, the eyes burned. There was mold. We pulled them outside to let the sun work its magic. In the end, we have donated them to nephew Brett’s concrete company. They use so many different materials to form up, load up and walk on with various job sites. I didn’t want to take a chance that we believed them to be free of mold and then fight it all over again by putting them back in the shed.
I have mixed up one of our small hand sprayers with strong bleach water and once a day the area inside where these planks were and also the north wall . . . a mist of bleach water is applied. The north wall of the potting shed is also the exterior of the south wall that the Koi pond is attached to. Yup . . . we had so much stuff inside on that wall that we missed the fact that there was evidence that the pump of the Koi pond had splish splashed enough to have gotten the sheeting damp and had soaked through. This spring Dennis moved the pump far enough away from the exterior wall so as to keep it dry. Oh yes, the joys of home ownership. We actually don’t mind taking care of the homestead.
In between, I did spend time in the sewing studio. June from down the street popped in while I was down at the machine and she came on down. June had never been in our basement before and she now realizes why the lights are on as often as she sees them. She commented that when she took Home Economics in school, she was more into the portion of the school year that did baking and cooking. She has never had a sewing machine. Hmm.
I look around and I have four machines. The oldest one is a White brand. Older than the hills. No emotional attachment as someone dropped it off here. I have Mom’s machine. I have sewn with it and it works fine. My Model 1820 Kenmore works well. It was purchased new and I have had that since 1965. It is older than Mom’s. The Bernina has made its home here since 2015. How time flies. I will keep the threads and fuzz flying as it is better than any tranquilizers.
Enjoy this week and the wonderful evening hours, just as much as all the fire flies that have been in abundance. I never tire of seeing them.