We Had a Day
We usually start out slowly . . . stick the nose out to see what the possibilities are. As usual the three cats can’t wait to escape the patio porch.
Washing off the rest of the house was on Dennis’ agenda. Amazingly after he is done, the house gleams. No . . . it does not last long, but we can start out with new dirt to catch on the siding.
I watered down the two shrubs we have purchased for the filled-in Koi pond. I dug around in the potting shed and dug out the manual post hole digger. I had measured out where in the new dirt they would sit. Me and the sand shovel do not work well together. I am too tippy to rely on standing on one leg while pushing the shovel into the dirt with the other leg. The old heavy post hole digger is perfect. One end of the handle for each hand and arm, perfect stability. The holes are dug . . . that is ready for tomorrow. I dug out granule fertilizer that will be pitched into the hole tomorrow with some water.
We decided to go to the Home Town restaurant for supper. It’s the first time we had visited since the covid began. Next time we will both be ordering half orders. No one could leave there hungry.
It is still warm out at six this evening. Who knows what tomorrow holds. We’ll stick the nose out and I am sure the day will unravel. The blessing is that our job jar never seems to let us down.