We slept in this morning. It was promised that the longer the day went today the humidity would be diminished. About noon the mowers were checked for oil and gas and we hit the acre like young farmers. Hey . . . sometimes you just have a burst of good energy. As the afternoon went on the clouds took over and it was pleasant out. With the mowing completed I took a good look at our driveway. In the cracks, among the dirt, there were little Prickly Pear Cactus beginning to grow. Several years ago we did dig out a planter that was full of over-grown Prickly Pear Cactus. Those little buggers were standing tall and proud at an inch high. I had just sprayed the cracks with Roundup. Either the cactus are tough beyond Roundup or I may have missed them. Either way they are gone.
I am thankful Dennis is setting up for supper with some left-over chicken Alfredo hot-dish. Put a few pickles with it, bread and butter and it’s a go. I have some wonderful asparagus waiting for me. I like it raw dipped in Thousand Island dressing. If I have had a good workout in the yard, I like a light supper and it doesn’t have to be hot. Dennis needs a hot meal at least once a day.
Stauffer Avenue is in good shape and those who dwell there aren’t too bad either. Life is good. Each day we save the best of the moments and leave the rest.