Happy Sunday
Mild temps are great for my walk. There was a breeze to whisper among the leaves. Surprising how many leaves are tumbling.
The Curry clan has pretty much all gone back to their roots. Dennis’ son Ken flies out of Sioux Falls on Wednesday.
Tomorrow Ken is coming over and the remaining dead lilacs are going to be tackled. He said he would round up the tools needed. Sweet. After the first lilacs were hacked, Dennis had initially said we would do it next year. Next year we both will be another year older. I have a willing worker. My only stipulation was that nothing larger than what I can easily lift onto the trailer is acceptable. The agreement was struck. Today I had my florescent pink spray paint marking those that need to go. Neighbor Jan came over and helped me. Two years ago her and I trimmed back an ancient lilac on the northwest corner of the house and it sprouted up so much new growth from the root, today it looks wonderful. In time we will have healthy looking greenery instead of all of the brown dry leaves hanging from dead wood.
I know that after the deed is done, the Home Town Café will be visited. Ken is an over the road hauler for Heartland. With Covid, there are very few truck stops that serve anything other than fast foods. The Home town Café still does the mom and pop menu.
Dennis got the acre trimmed today. Some of the grass was short and some was tall. It all looks the same now and Dennis is happy about that.
I have a good hot meal ready for supper for my favorite ground’s keeper.
I had a great text from Megan last night. Our college girl is doing well.