Hello Sunday
This morning, with a breeze, it felt great. With three cats following me to the east old Hosta bed, we headed out to see what the Roundup did for us yesterday. Hmm. I may be a little impatient. We will try again tomorrow to take this walk. I was just thrilled to have the area looking better than it had all of this spring and summer. The cats found that hiding and playing in the tall plume grass a great game of cat and cat.
I can so vividly see Lena in her quest with weed killer. Lena in her dust cap and a sprayer would check the rows of the new wind break. She always had on heavy gloves. If the weeds were too close to the young trees, she carried along a rag that she would spray with the weed killer and then take a hold of the weed and pull it through the rag as she held it. Take that!
If Lena, aka: Mom, was outside, more than likely a dust cap was on her head. She took round circles of print fabric and sewed a hem that she would string elastic through. Various colors of her dust caps were on the peg by the back door. It was her perfect solution for helping out in livestock barns or in dusty chicken barns. Mom’s hair was always fit to be in the company that the situation called for.
As the east patio was getting a tidy look via the leaf blower, next door Jan came out for a chat. Her yard reminds me of my yard years ago, waiting for the weed that dares show its face. Jan is now retired from our school district. May the birdies fly over her yard and pop out lots of seeds that will become weeds. Jan has no hobbies to take her into quiet hours if there is no yard work. She’ll get it figured out.
The front deck had been my place earlier for coffee before I had gone outside. When coming in from blowing off the east patio, I had a peanut and jelly piece of toast with the second cup of coffee while reading a few pages in my newest old book from the library while in my cherry red chair. Washing the hands, the counted cross stitching needed a few pokes with the tapestry needle. By the way, that cherry red chair is perfect for back support while stitching. The left hand holds the hoop and the right hand runs the needle doing one “x” at a time. I enjoy the quiet of my bedroom porch.
The next event of my day was down in the studio. A long time ago, I found four nice textured woven black placemates. I had thought of making my own black mats from scratch for a project that has been discussed in the Pokemon vernacular. I need three for sure and this will give me a chance to try out the fourth to see how it stitches. More some time later on that. I do move from one item to the next in my days as it is kinder on my ole body than overdoing any one thing.
Tomorrow we see Dr. Renee in Mankato and she will sign off as Dennis’ wound doctor. Everything done according to insurance and Medicare. Jump through one hoop at a time.
Enjoy what is left of the weekend. It has been great.