Oh What a Day
A balmy 77 degrees. I was out finishing my Hosta work. I had a lot of company. Black biting flies, mosquitoes and gnats. How fortunate for this company to spur me on to finish my project.
Is a gardener ever finished? I think not. For this year, it has been 150% over last year’s work. There have been 10 plants that have been given a new home, up close and personnel next to the potting shed and patios. As much rain as we have had, my shoes did not pick up mud today. A message that transplanting season is over.
Dennis mowed the area of our original lot and I got it trimmed. What a satisfying feeling to have a tidy yard. Dennis had mowed the east part of the acre yesterday after attending a funeral. A stroke of luck, we had purchased a trimmer, aka: The Works, that had an easy swapping out of thread when the spool is empty. We are set for a few days over the weekend.
I did go to the studio to check out the next block to stitch. Sixty two three part blocks, called the Flying Geese. Quilters know it well but that is not saying it is a breeze to whip out. Time and patience . . . I have a lot of both.
Tomorrow I had planned on taking friend Judy’s cleaned Bernina back to her for her daughter’s use. I got a call last night that she would like to go out for lunch first. How could I refuse a blind person that needs to get out of a less than friendly home. I said we would go to Perkins. Drinks are delivered to the table and bathrooms are a few steps away. Judy had wanted to go to Panera last time and we did. Unbeknown to me the drinks were self serve and All the way to the back as well as the restrooms. With one hand at a time managing my cane, I got the drinks. Getting her past a flood of people that were standing in line to pick up their food at a serving window for access for her to the bathroom . . . I was exhausted. Judy had a heavy walker that one could turn around and sit on, that was a beast to get in and out of the back portion of my car.
Here we are at the afternoon of Thursday. I have the sewing machine in the car as well as an aluminum fold up walker for Judy. Live and learn. Who knew how to take a blind person out for an outing!
Second time should be easier. I need to use my voice and let her know verbally what I can manage.
Happy Thursday everyone. The next time I go out, it will be to put my shovel and spade in the potting shed. Enough of the dirt work!