High Winds
There are high winds on this Saturday. About the time the shoulder has been put to the direction its coming from, a gust comes and dang near pushes you over from a different direction.
The air was cool this morning. Dennis and I decided to make use of the strong winds from the southeast. The two of us tackled the remaining Russian Sage canes from last year’s blooms. The majority of the canes were swept away, some were not. Sure enough, there were several little green plants that had pushed through the soil. Dennis commented that it looked as if the canes we were lobbing off would put out new growth had we left them be. Many were three feet long. Boy what a tangled mess that would have been. If the old cane was not nipped off, I think it would have been strong enough for Tarzan to swing from. Very wiry. Perhaps tomorrow I will rake up what remains on our drive . . . maybe not. Both Dennis and I called the yard work for today done. Dennis went to the patio porch and I went to my bedroom porch to take a stitch or two with thread to unwind.
I have a cousin that does income tax work in the Riebe neighborhood of Dassel. Each day on Facebook Caryn posts much like the countdown for Christmas. A very short window of stress, but nonetheless. I am sure the tails she could tell would be priceless.
Dennis gets to choose which Banquet meal he wants for supper. I will do oatmeal topped with flax meal and cinnamon.
With that I will take my leave. ♥