… I see my garden and home in House Beautiful.
In reality–wide awake–I see clutter. A CARE resident/friend sent me the picture.
Last night I unloaded a trunk (recently in the storage building). Decision time: Where do I put a dozen purses, hats, and off-season Winter clothing?? True story: I don’t have closet space for my casual wardrobe!!
Maybe “yes,” maybe “no.” It’s cloudy and I’m praying for rain!! Everything that could be damaged by rain is now indoors. This morning I moved two apple boxes full of heavy books into my big trailer (from the picnic table). They are “health” books–the remnant that I saved before donating seventeen boxes of health and nutrition books to my chiropractor (in North Carolina). Where will I put these books?? I strongly suspect they will be donated to a local thrift shop (or the CARE library). But I’ll lovingly handle each book before I send it away. I’m that way, you know?! Even the water-damaged pictures were fondly remembered before they went to the dumpster.
Rain: Wishful thinking on my part! The weather forecasters say no relief until next Thursday. Today, we’re told, it will reach 99 degrees and “feel like 107 degrees.”
Humidity is back with a vengeance!!
I was forced to stop at 10:46. It’s 11:30 and I’ve uploaded pictures after a refreshing shower. The storage building needs additional rearranging but things are “under cover” or hauled away to the commercial trash bin.
“A picture is worth a thousand words” is a well-worn old expression.
Gratefully, we did not have high humidity today. By noon, I could no longer work in the storage building. With the exception of three young men who lifted several heavy boxes, I moved everything out and will move everything in. Actually, contents of many boxes, still in the yard, will be scrutinized and items donated to local charities. It’s 4:15 and uploading pictures and preparing this blog is the most strenuous work I’ll do during the remainder of this day!! I’m exhausted!! ~~ Click each picture to enlarge for better viewing.
What a delight to work in the yard without high humidity. Finally postponed weed whacking was at the top of my priority list.
Sadly, no Tuesday Morning store anywhere within my driving distance. I have loved to shop there for bargains. My Tuesday morning was exceptionally pleasant. No humidity so delightful to work in the yard. I almost can’t believe how much was accomplished. Picture #3: I wasn’t happy with a small cement block under each base. (Everything needs a very study base because a mole has tunnels all over my yard.) Big paving blocks were available and a good idea (IMHO). I will level and straighten another day. ~~ The weather was ideal for more yard work but my energy was depleted. ~~ In my mind’s-eye, I can see a camouflage tarp spread between the two high bars to create a Winter shelter for my perennial plants. Too early to execute that part of the plan.
… do it well!!
You’ve heard me say it before: “I just couldn’t stop.” I thought I was stopping at 8:36 but was back in the yard moments later. First, I sanded off the rust; second, I applied Goo Gone to eliminate sticky residue from Duct tape. Now (11:15) I’m waiting for paint to dry!! Actually, “first” was time spent with the blocks that will stabilize the picnic table.
Feels like 111 degrees!!!
… of the garden project. Will it n/ever happen??
I love my garden!! I’m weary of the clutter in my yard. I want “completion” not “confusion.”
The heat and humidity drove me indoors at 8:30. I was sweating profusely while working to level cement blocks to stabilize the picnic table. This precedes my proposed shelter for perennial plants–when we experience freezing temperatures next Winter. (Remember, I’m playing a “mind game” as I “think cool.”)
Early morning news, TV weatherman said “warm and muggy this morning; hot and steamy today; dangerous heat….”
For my garden.
The one in the middle is my absolute favorite: Saint Francis of Assisi is holding a Bluebird. (I searched for garden sculptures on the Internet. Naturally, the one I prefer cannot be found “on sale.”)
FYI: This is how I fritter away the hours–inside, in the air-conditioned trailer.