Many months ago, a lady-friend expressed the desire for planters in front of her porch. On a very nice Wednesday afternoon, February 10, I started the project. First, I began to hydrate a block of coconut fiber (coir). Second, I added some old, and new, planter soil. Mark down plants–purchased at Lowe’s last Fall–are ready for transplant. ~~ I checked the Old Farmer’s Almanac for information because I’m eager to give the plants the best possible start. Fortunately, gratefully, it is an ideal time to transplant/plant by the moon. (“More bang for the buck.”) Currently, midget-size plants in relation to the super-size planters but Cape Honeysuckle, Mexican Petunia, and Lantana will thrive in that sunny location.

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Continuing, Thursday, February 11, 4:00 PM: I’m weary; strenuous exercise!! ~~ I lost sleep last night thinking about problem of planters under the eaves. One hard rain and the planters would be flooded (and “drought resistant” plants would suffer–and die?). ~~ I questioned my friend and relocation was fine with her (or no planters at all). To move the planters further from porch is prohibited because they would interfere with riding lawn mower. ~~ Two containers, adding soil, and transplanting six plants, were enough lifting for this old lady. The third planter will be added soon.

Postscript, Tuesday, February 16, 2016, 2:00 PM: Completed the project this morning.

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After a “Celebration of Life,” I tackled some projects in my yard. For the second time in one week, I worked with hoses in an effort to eliminate water leak. Strenuous work to cut the insulation off the original hose. Another day, I’ll try to find the leak, cut hose, attach fitting, reconnect. Then I folded the sheets, tablecloths, shower curtain and specialized frost covers. When the weather permits, I’ll work with the coconut fiber planter soil, and cactus soil. Most of the planters have been removed from the tarp shelter. Pray with me that I don’t regret exposing all my plants to the elements; pray with me that we don’t have another freeze!!!! (Six-fifteen PM and weather man just said “one more cool night.” Gratefully, nothing to worry about forecast for the next ten days.)

…a picture and comforting comment.

The Cardinal:

a magnificent bird with a life span of up to 15 years. Said to symbolize hope, joy, health, rejuvenation and celebration. Especially to the ones who look beyond in search of their meaning. For those who choose to hold the Cardinal dear – you are a special type of person – rare, energetic, and always willing to care for those in need.

I never researched details about Cardinals; I just love and enjoy them. There are many at my feeders.

Lorraine’s sentiment exactly!!

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This week one lady-friend placed her husband in an Alzheimer’s unit. In the two years I’ve known them, he has slipped further and further away. ~~ Another lady-friend had several hours of panic when her Alzheimer’s husband wandered away–and crossed the busy highway adjacent to CARE and Rainbow’s End RV Park. ~~ Next week we will attend a “Celebration of Life” for a former CARE resident who passed away in a nursing home. ~~ Less than a month ago, another “Celebration of Life,” and a Memorial service. ~~ “I woke up with some aches and pains, but I woke up. My life may not be perfect, but I am blessed.” 

From the Internet….

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Cooler weather for the next ten days. This afternoon I’m covering plants again. Hopefully, for the last time (this season)!! This morning I fought with water line connections (with temperature in the forties). Overnight, a small lake developed in the yard between my trailer and my neighbor’s trailer. New fittings…, new washers…, a variety of tools required, and the hoses still leak!! I don’t have enough strength to put enough torque on the fitting to make them stop leaking!! I’m so frustrated because my head says I can do projects but my body says “Sit on the patio and watch the birds.” ~~ I’m at the computer while eating lunch (carry out) from the dining room. I’m in my “grubbies” (work clothes) and did not want to change, and clean up, because more dirty work this afternoon. (I’ll spare you the boredom of pictures of plants covered with sheets. If really interested… see Prepared for freezing temperatures.)

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My day is never scripted. Without previous thought, I start a project. Today, I raked leaves, swept patio and sidewalk. Suddenly the Bluebird house planter-base was the object of my energy. I had to take the sections apart before I could upright the base. Now mealworms are in the freshly washed feeder and I hope “my” Bluebirds return soon to enjoy their treat.

Postscript, 4:20 PM: “Yes,” Bluebirds returned…. Hooray!!