My Element
On this chilly morning, I was up early and in my element, bent over getting after a few weeds that I knew would pull up well from the half inch of rain we had earlier in the week.
Where the old Lilacs were cut down there is no shortage of sucker plants coming. Not all are going to make it. I reserve the right to set literal boundaries. Realizing that my set time for gardening was fleeting, I set about putting three pails over three Hosta. Let the Roundup commence. I left the pails in place as tomorrow morning, I will protect three more Hosta before spraying. Take that you nasty clover plants!
I do put a time limit on my gardening. If I waited until my arms began to ache . . . it would be too late. If restless legs are difficult to contend with, the left arm, from the stroke, will keep me up all night as the nerves retaliate from too much for too long.
Dennis was just getting up from his morning nap when I came into the house at 10:30. His task was mowing the remaining yards.
After washing up, I was content having a cup of breakfast coffee and reading in my bedroom sitting upon my cherry red chair. After a bit, I worked on my counted cross stitch. I am really enjoying the project. I don’t stay at it for long lengths of time as the right hand tends to want to fall asleep from gripping the needle. Everything in my world is doable if I listen to my body. It all ends up giving me a balanced day and a balanced life.
Tomorrow on my agenda is to do an embroidery design that I have been mulling over. I will let you know how that turns out.
This evening we are having the last of the two-minute meals we had purchased in Mankato this last Monday. It will be meatloaf accompanied by our very own instant mashed potatoes.
Don’t you just love this weather!